"What condition?" Tang Yige stared at Old Liang in confusion.
"I once went to Gu Yan and asked him to investigate something for me, but he turned me down. Today I saw that you and Gu Yan seem unusually close, Miss Tang. So, if you can persuade Gu Yan to help me with this, don't just talk about this apartment—I can even throw in a car for you. Second-hand, of course," Old Liang said.
Gu Yan, "..." How was he supposed to respond to that?
Tang Yige was even more confused. "Aren't you and Gu Yan good friends?"
Old Liang was quite frank. He spread his hands and said, "Obviously, we're not that close. At least not as close as Gu Yan is with you, Miss Tang."
Tang Yige's brows twitched. She looked at Gu Yan in surprise. "What did Mr. Liang ask you to do?"
Gu Yan gave a wry chuckle and looked toward Old Liang. "If he didn't bring it up, I would've forgotten."
Old Liang kept smiling. "It's fine, I can say it again."
"Hehe." Gu Yan laughed.
