The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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The man saw Gu Weimian looking in Huo Yan's direction, pursed his lips, and the moment Gu Weimian turned around, he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry about what happened today." Gu Weimian said "Oh". Gu Siyu ran out, holding Ao Qijun's sleeve tightly with her fingers, not letting go at all, with a smile on her face: "Brother Qijun, I just looked around and couldn't find you. Why are you still outside in such cold weather?" Ao Qijun frowned, raised his eyes and wanted to say something to Gu Weiman,...
She frowned.
The man saw Gu Weimian looking in Huo Yan's direction, pursed his lips, and the moment Gu Weimian turned around, he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry about what happened today."
Gu Weimian said "Oh". She thought Ao Qijun was going to say something, but it turned out to be about this: "It's okay. Someone has already paid for it."
Ao Qijun's eyes trembled.
He wasn't talking about the ring, or rather, he wasn't just referring to the ring.
Just as he was about to explain something, someone suddenly hugged his arm.
Gu Siyu ran out, holding Ao Qijun's sleeve tightly with her fingers, not letting go at all, with a smile on her face: "Brother Qijun, I just looked around and couldn't find you. Why are you still outside in such cold weather?"
Ao Qijun frowned, raised his eyes and wanted to say something to Gu Weiman, but Gu Siyu pulled his sleeve.
"Brother Qijun? Aren't you going back?"
As she spoke, she shuddered.
Maybe Gu Siyu was in too much of a hurry when she came out. She was only wearing a white strapless gauze dress, without even a waistcoat. She was beautiful, but also very cold.
Gu Weimian looked at the scene in front of him and smiled slightly, his eyes were gloomy, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
"Mr. Ao, can you please send my sister back quickly? It would be bad if she gets frozen."
The man looked cold. He glanced at Gu Weimian, then at Gu Siyu, lowered his eyelids, turned around silently, and walked into the Gu family's house.
Gu Weimian curled the corner of his mouth indifferently, turned around and walked to Huo Yan's side.
The man frowned slightly, his expression cold: "This man is not simple. I'm afraid the arrangements you made today will not have much effect on him."
Gu Weimian: “…”
She was truly in awe and fear of Huo Yan's insight.
Although she always knew that the man was very powerful, otherwise he would not have become the richest man in the world at such a young age.
But… before I knew him, the most I could do was sigh and say that he was awesome, just like any other celebrity in the world.
Now I really have a sense of awe.
She looked in the direction where Ao Qijun and Gu Siyu left.
Gu Siyu tilted her head back, smiling like a flower, and it was unknown what she was whispering to Ao Qijun.
The man unbuttoned his coat and put it on Gu Siyu.
Gu Weimian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he sighed softly, "Of course he is very powerful. I also know that my actions are just a few minor troubles for him."
If Ao Qijun wasn't so powerful, how could she be in such a mess?
In the end, the only way to escape death is to die together.
But in the end, she still lost.
Gu Siyu has nothing, but all she needs is Ao Qijun.
Gu Weimian still couldn't do anything to her.
If Ao Qijun wasn't so powerful, he wouldn't have become Huo Yan's archenemy.
How could he be an ordinary person if he could be the enemy of the world's number one person and had been entangled with him for so many years and was even on par with Huo Yan at one point?
Thinking of this, she lowered her head to look at Huo Yan, but met his dark eyes.
His gaze was as deep as the sea at night, pitch black with no end in sight, and more like a terrifying whirlpool that was about to swallow Gu Weiman.
But in a moment, the man lowered his eyes, his face expressionless and calm, as if nothing had happened.
Gu Weimian blinked her eyes. Did she just...see it wrong?
She tilted her head and looked at Huo Yan curiously.
Huo Yan, however, did not move at all, with his eyes lowered as if in a trance.