"Nonsense! How could your matters as juniors possibly involve me?" Gu Qingyang frowned.
"Fine, then you'd better not meddle in my romantic affairs." Gu Beicheng's voice was soft yet carried a strong sense of pressure.
Xia Yinian glanced at him, bit her lip, and immediately lowered her head.
Seeing her bag placed between the two of them, she carefully picked it up and took out her phone.
Turning her head towards the window, she didn't want to participate in the conversation between the father and son, so she dialed Feng Yan's number.
The Old Master said she was Ah Yen's fiancée; thus, she had an excuse to go back and see Grandpa. This was the only thing that made Xia Yinian happy today.
"Ah Yen, it's me." Her gentle voice sounded.
Xia Yinian's current phone number was a stranger's number to Feng Yan.
"Ah Yen, I'm with the Seventh Young Master now, he..." Xia Yinian glanced at Gu Beicheng, covering the phone with her palm.
