Gu Xingruo listened to Ling Yuanzhou's words and laughed, with a hint of sarcasm and coldness in his smile.
Standing beside him, Gu Zhiqi listened to Ling Yuanzhou, but her expression showed no reaction. She merely looked at Ling Yuanzhou with a gaze reserved for fools, while Gu Xiyue's eyes revealed a certain cold sharpness.
"Young Master Ling, confidence is a good thing, but being overconfident can make you a laughingstock." Gu Xingruo looked at Ling Yuanzhou with his hands in his pockets, his demeanor lazy, and his eyes openly conveying disdain and contempt.
Ling Yuanzhou couldn't ignore that gaze, and his face turned somewhat unpleasant.
The crowd around them grew larger, and Ling Yuanzhou didn't want to be gawked at like a monkey. He coldly dropped a line, "Is that right, Gu Zhiqi knows best in her heart."
With that, he glanced at Gu Zhiqi and then turned to leave.
Gu Zhiqi lazily half-squinted, watching the gradually departing Ling Yuanzhou, but said nothing.
