Jiang Gechen wore an odd expression, the corners of his mouth twitching uncontrollably. "Go on... I'm listening."
"Don't you... still have some left... We can just... and then you can..."
Zhou Anyang spoke one word at a time. Although he whispered the rest into Jiang Gechen's ear, Wang Nuosen heard every word from beside them. After all, the room was terrifyingly quiet.
Wang Nuosen looked slightly horrified. Although he supported what Zhou Anyang was doing and hated Xia Shule just as much.
But...
This plan of his was really rather... nauseating.
How could Zhou Anyang come up with something so utterly devoid of boundaries!
Although that was what he thought, aside from looking shocked, Wang Nuosen made no attempt to stop him. He simply listened quietly.
Jiang Gechen considered the feasibility of the plan, then gave a wicked smile.
"Very good. That sounds... thrilling."
For several days in a row, Xia Shule stuck to Yan Zhiyi around the clock. He enjoyed a few leisurely days, but he still kept what the old man had told him to carry on him at all times.
It was just a little inconvenient. After all, it was a small knife, so Xia Shule always wore loose pants with large pockets.
He kept feeling as though a pair of eyes was watching him, but he had no idea who it was and could not find the person.
Actually...
It was Jiang Gechen, who had been staking out the entrance downstairs at the Yan Corporation. He was waiting for an opportunity.
An opportunity when Xia Shule was alone. It did not matter; he could wait however long it took!
But the more Jiang Gechen watched the two together, the more sickened he felt. Why hadn't Xia Shule been like this when they were together? He