Gu Jin squinted his eyes and stared at him, asking, "Do you think Zhuo Ya can still cause any trouble in the palm of our hands?"
"After all she's been through, she's still so strong, don't you think it's strange?"
"What are you trying to say? Just speak directly."
Gu Jin didn't want to listen to Song Zhe's nonsense.
"She has other bad ideas in mind, just waiting for us to let our guard down, to give us a fatal blow."
Gu Jin propped his chin with one hand, his thoughts unknown.
Seeing Gu Jin like that, a chill flashed through Song Zhe's eyes, "Gu Jin, don't get too emotionally involved with Zhuo Ya."
"Do you think she would resort to threatening her own life at my wedding with Zhuo Ya?"
Gu Jin seemed not to hear Song Zhe's words, suddenly tilting his head and asking Song Zhe.
Song Zhe's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, his dark eyes glinting with deep, somber light.
He asked, "Gu Jin, do you want Zhuo Ya to refuse, or not to refuse?"
"Do you believe that she will marry me?"
