Fu Xiyan listened to Gu Zhiqi's question and smiled gently, "Of course not."
Fu Wanrong originally wanted to plead again with Fu Xiyan, so she kept her eyes slightly raised, staring at him.
When she saw the curve of his lips, Fu Wanrong was stunned.
He smiled.
He actually smiled, and so gently too.
He never smiled in front of them, and this was the first time Fu Wanrong had seen him smile so coolly yet gently.
She always thought he would never smile, but Fu Hong and the others said that he would smile in front of the old master, the lady, the third young master, and also Gu Xiyue.
Earlier, she didn't quite believe it.
But now, she believed it.
But why?
Why?
Why did Gu Xiyue receive his gentle treatment?
She was nothing but a wild girl from the secular world.
At this moment, Fu Wanrong was insanely jealous, completely forgetting to plead again, but instead turning her head to glare at Gu Zhiqi with jealousy and resentment.
