Song Yan's body tensed up.
After Shi Hui finished speaking, she left, but her words had already spread to every ear present.
Without even turning her head, Song Yan could feel a gaze locked tightly on her from her side.
Even her heartbeat uncontrollably quickened, a sense of inexplicable nervousness enveloped her, making her momentarily forget how to react.
Damn Shi Hui!
She could leave if she wanted, but she had to spout nonsense before going!
It made her incredibly embarrassed.
Considering his past lessons, Zhong Hao had learned to just silently watch the drama and rationally munch on melon seeds.
But with such significant information dropped, he couldn't wait to seek answers; yet, upon looking at Gu Chenxiao, he found him still as calm as ever.
Song Yan leaned back in the armchair, pretending nothing had happened, and muttered, "True to form as my number-one hater, never forgetting to badmouth me at every turn."
