Seeing Xia Chuyi insist so much, Guo Jiumin could only say, "Alright then, I won't beat around the bush. Young Madam Huo, you have foreknowledge, don't you?"
Guo Jiumin said this quite calmly and directly.
Of course, if one looked closely, Guo Jiumin's calm was entirely an act.
In reality, when Guo Jiumin looked at Xia Chuyi, there was a kind of fanaticism in his eyes.
Because "foreknowledge" represented limitless possibilities for the future!
Of course, on the premise that history had not been abruptly altered by human interference.
"Foreknowledge?" Hearing Guo Jiumin's words, Xia Chuyi still shook her head and said, "I really don't understand what you mean, Mr. Guo."
Faced with Guo Jiumin's question, Xia Chuyi's first reaction was, of course, to play dumb.
Not only that, Xia Chuyi even deliberately asked Guo Jiumin, "Mr. Guo, I'm quite curious—who exactly told you that I have foreknowledge?"
