Qin Wanyue had no reaction to his words, clinging tightly to his neck as she tilted her face, searching for his lips.
Gu Junzhu walked over unhurriedly.
Gu Chi and Gu Cheng followed behind him.
As they got closer, Gu Chi noticed that the air smelled strange. He called out "Brother Han" and tried to step forward, but Gu Junzhu, with an outstretched hand, blocked his way, "Let him be."
Gu Junzhu watched Han Zuo with interest, lazily curling his lips, "One only learns from falling into a pit. If you don't let him take a few tumbles, how will he ever learn?"
Gu Chi's mouth twitched.
Young Master, he's your man, alright?
He's supposed to serve you for fifty years from now on.
With you watching over him for these fifty years, what could go wrong?
After fifty years, Han Zuo should have become quite the sly fox, right?
Now you're stopping him from exposing Qin Wanyue's scheme, just to see Han Zuo fall on his face. Isn't this just your own mischief, Young Master?
