"Is that so..." Xue Pan could not hide his disappointment, but he also knew what kind of work Jia Baoyu had recently taken on, and for the moment, he could not find any reason to refute him.
Song Qingshu was also overjoyed. His investigation had recently hit a dead end, yet he had unexpectedly found a new breakthrough through Gu Zixian. He could not help asking curiously, "What is it?"
Gu Zixian looked around, her face troubled. "There are too many people here..."
"Then let's go to my room." Song Qingshu nodded, took her hand, and ran toward his room.
Xue Pan's eyes nearly popped out. "Damn, why are they holding hands?"
He wanted to chase after them, but in the blink of an eye, the two had vanished. There were so many things he had not managed to say. "I have to make my sister see this scumbag for what he really is!"
After returning to his room, Song Qingshu hurriedly asked, "Princess, what clue did you find?"
In response, sweet, soft lips pressed against his. At some point, Gu Zixian had removed her veil, revealing that indescribably lovely, delicate face.
Song Qingshu froze for a moment, yet instinctively embraced her soft, slender body. Under his hands was an astonishing resilience brimming with youthful vitality.
After a long while, their lips parted. A flush spread across Gu Zixian's snowy cheeks, and her beautiful eyes glistened with moisture as her long lashes trembled lightly. "Benefactor, these past few days, I kept telling myself to stay calm, not to rush headlong into disaster. But in the quiet of the night, your figure always appeared in my mind. My longing only grew stronger, until I could no longer endure it and decided to come find you. I never expected to encounter that