In the evening, Gu Xi returned from the orchard, holding a dark, round fruit. The moment she pushed open the gate to her small courtyard, she saw Wei Heng looking at her with a grave expression.
Gu Xi: "?"
'What's wrong?'
"Gu Xiaoxi!" Wei Heng's expression was more serious than she had ever seen it. "You're going to meddle in the affairs of the South City Base's upper management? Why didn't you discuss this with us beforehand..."
"You already know?" Gu Xi raised an eyebrow. "It seems the farm is full of sieves. News travels fast."
The reason she hadn't told Wei Heng about it beforehand was that she knew he would definitely object.
And just as she'd expected.
"It's too risky." Wei Heng frowned slightly. "I don't know what that friend of yours told you, but Gu Xi, you have to understand, South City Base has been pushed into the eye of the storm. Too many people have their eyes on it, especially with the recent change in leadership..."
