It will happen.
Soon you'll find out—a little creature called "child" is even harder to deal with.
"Mo Shu has betrayed us," Gu Zichen suddenly sighed.
"When did you find out?" Qiao Xiguan asked.
"It's been a while."
"Then why didn't you say it earlier? You almost got us killed," Qiao Xiguan complained.
"I did warn Winterson."
"But you didn't warn me."
"I was afraid that if I told you, you wouldn't sign the contract."
"Gu Zichen, could you be any more devious?!" Qiao Xiguan snapped angrily, "Judging others by your own petty standards."
Gu Zichen chuckled lightly, "I was worried it might make you nervous."
Honestly, no matter what he handed to her—even if she resisted it, even if she feared it—he felt sure she would still help him accomplish it.
He didn't know where this confidence came from, but when it came to Qiao Xiguan, he could see her bravery.
"Mo Shu has betrayed us. Are you sad?"
