Wei Shiran was at a loss for words, paused, and then said, "What's the rush? It's just been postponed. Sooner or later, we'll go."
Song Yan wasn't listening to their banter, her gaze fixed on Gu Chenxiao, at a loss for what to say.
Why were Gu Chenxiao's actions today so strange?
And, the things Wei Shiran had said just now, were they his own wild guesses, or was there really a trace to follow?
As the pot in front of her began to boil, Gu Chenxiao reminded her, but seeing she didn't react, he personally took action to fish out the cooked food for her.
Taking advantage of the moment he leaned over, Song Yan whispered into his ear, "Gu Chenxiao, are you afraid that you can't keep an eye on me by yourself, so you deliberately called so many people to watch over me?"
Without thinking, Gu Chenxiao replied, "Hmm."
"..."
Song Yan couldn't help but laugh and cry.
He even boldly admitted it.
"You've had enough quiet, it's time to get used to the crowd," said Gu Chenxiao.
