The more Qiao Nian thought about it, the more she felt that he was a pervert. Humiliated tears welled up in her eyes and she glared daggers at Gu Zhou, unblinking.
Gu Zhou, meanwhile, was laser-focused on what was happening outside the room.
"Madam, maybe we should leave!"
Judging from the voice, it was Butler Zhao who had spoken.
"Stop that nonsense. Let me listen carefully. Has the deed been done?"
This voice belonged to Matriarch Gu.
Slowly, Qiao Nian began to stop struggling. So Gu Zhou was putting on an act. She looked at Gu Zhou carefully and saw that his eyes were clear and emotionless. She realized that she had been over-thinking.
After a while, Qiao Nian heard the sound of footsteps leaving. When Gu Zhou removed his hand from her mouth, she let out a sigh of relief.
Gu Zhou tugged at his tie and glanced at Qiao Nian coldly, asking, "Did you tell tales?"
