He sat on the sofa and crossed his legs.

Gu Qingming felt guilty about spending Shi Yan's money.

"She came to see you?"

Gu Qingming is not a fool, so he naturally knows who she is. It is probably no one else except Shi Yan.

Gu Qingming nodded.

"What does she know?"

"Nothing."

Gu Qingming lied with all his might. His face was calm and his hands hidden under the table were clenched tightly.

"What, nothing?"

Song Yuchen paused, his eyes flashing with a sharpness like a knife.

Gu Qingming felt a gust of cold wind on his back.

"No."

Shi Yan is a good girl, and Gu Qingming is knowledgeable and has experienced all kinds of human nature at a young age.

The man in front of me is like a mystery.

Gu Qingming's remaining conscience told him that he was not sure whether Song Yuchen intended to harm Shi Yan.

He was able to survive because of Shi Yan, who was his savior.

"What would you say if she came to you?"

Song Yuchen spoke in a very low voice, and he slowly raised his eyes to look at Gu Qingming.

"I don't know anything."

Gu Qingming curled his lips and said self-deprecatingly, "What else can I do in this state?"

Gu Qingming spread out his hands and said, "I am now clean-handed and free. You saw it just now."

"Even a chicken drumstick is a delicacy to me."

Gu Qingming certainly knew why and why he ended up like this.

The person sitting in front of him was his enemy.

He still endured it silently.

Even if it means gritting your teeth, you have to endure it.

"Mr. Gu has become a philosopher of life."

Gu Qingming sneered, "There's nothing I can do. The situation forces me to do that."