Gu Beichuan suddenly burst into laughter... Truly feeling that destiny itself is actually a joke.
And they, these common beings, are nothing more than weak creatures being toyed with in the palm of destiny.
Confronted with such a question from Gu Beichuan, Xing Chen was not as angry as one might have imagined.
He calmed his mind, released his grip from Gu Beichuan's collar, and slowly stepped back.
Still maintaining his cold and aloof demeanor, looking down at the man in front of him with a chaotic gaze, Xing Chen had already regained his usual composure, speaking indifferently as always, "Xiangsi won't know about everything that happened last night. I can pretend it never happened... But you, if it weren't for Chunyi's upcoming election, I would have ended you with my own hands right now."
Xiahou Chunyi's election was tied to many families. Xing Chen, being a calm person by nature, would never make things difficult for Xiahou Chunyi at such a critical moment.
