At eight o’clock in the evening, they arrived at the Feng Residence’s hall on ti.
Gu Beicheng was reading the newspaper, seemingly devoid of much entertainnt. He either read news, newspapers, or worked.
A twenty-seven-year-old man, living with the sophistication of soone decades older. Vigor was occasional, but truly a rarity to behold.
"Uncle," Gu Lingqian approached, with Xia Yinian following behind him.
The hall was calm and serene, as if nothing had ever happened. It was unknown what intent Uncle had by calling them over at this ti.
Gu Beicheng nodded without saying anything and gestured for them to sit down.
After the two sat down, a servant imdiately poured tea for them, and afterward, the servant also withdrew.
Gu Beicheng checked the ti on his watch, 8:05, and frowned.
"Uncle, are you waiting for soone?" Perhaps Gu Lingqian had already sensed sothing, but he wasn’t sure.
Gu Beicheng nodded again, still without speaking. From the mont Xia Yinian walked in, he didn’t seem to have glanced at her even once.
This man’s mind, Xia Yinian couldn’t understand at all, nor guess.
He was too inscrutable; you could only know his habits, but if he harbored sothing in his heart, it was truly difficult for others to guess if he didn’t tell.
The hall fell into a silence. Two minutes later, suddenly the sound of a car engine was heard outside.
Shortly thereafter, a car drove directly up to the hall’s entrance and stopped. Chi He got out of the car, dragging soone with him, pulling them into the hall.
"Seventh Young Master, sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way, delayed a few minutes."
Chi He glanced at his watch, it was 8:07, he was whole seven minutes late, really unfortunate!
Gu Beicheng didn’t say a word, just staring at the maid he dragged in.
Xia Yinian abruptly stood up, staring at the maid, her face in shock: "It’s her! The person who delivered food and flowers that night, it’s her!"
Gu Lingqian also recognized her. Although he had only glanced at the maid then, now, the mory was very clear.
"Young sir, Young Master Ling, Miss Niannian, what did you call back for... what did you call back to do?"
The maid looked panicked and her legs went weak upon seeing them.
"The flowers that were delivered to Niannian and Ling Qian that night, who asked you to deliver them?" Gu Beicheng looked at her indifferently.
The maid looked baffled as if she hadn’t grasped it yet, "What ti is the young sir referring to?"
"It was that night!" Xia Yinian was clearly agitated, "You delivered a late-night snack to Ling Qian and put a bottle of flowers on the table."
The maid thought for a mont, still puzzled: "Miss Niannian, I deliver things to everyone almost every day, and the flowers are frequently changed, I... I really don’t rember."
"Chi He." Gu Beicheng lit a cigarette and called out softly.
Chi He nodded: "Yes, Seventh Young Master."
Everyone was unaware of what Gu Beicheng really intended to do, but soon, Chi He had soone take the maid away.
Soone brought sothing over, upon seeing which, the maid almost fainted: "You want to coerce a confession! You can’t do this!"
Xia Yinian and Gu Lingqian exchanged glances without speaking.
They hadn’t brought any instrunts for beating, but only... a bottle of flowers.
Why was the maid so frightened upon seeing this flower?
But upon closer inspection, this flower seed to be the sa kind that had been sent to Gu Lingqian’s room that night!
In the eyes of an outsider, it was just an ordinary flower. What was she afraid of?
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