In the past, it could be said that she hardly had any interaction with Gu Yusheng, so it was unlikely he would know her.
How would he know me? I've hardly ever interacted with Gu Yusheng's old comrades...
Puzzled, Qin Zhi'ai turned her head and looked at Gu Yusheng.
Still recovering from his serious wounds, Gu Yusheng could not drink alcohol and had replaced his drink of choice with water. He lifted a disposable cup and drank half of the water in it. He remained silent for a moment, before nodding his head at the man sitting across from them. "Yes."
