Thinking of this, Xia Qingqian shivered for no reason. Gu Ziqian, that little girl, was very pretty, and her smile was very sweet. But after having seen the real face behind that faint, gentle façade, she no longer thought so. For someone who could hide the dark, fearful side of her heart so well, that was truly impressive.
She turned her face away, refusing to look at the gloom darkening Beitang Yao's expression. She didn't dare explain, and didn't want to explain. No matter how she tried, it would all be unnecessary. She replied flatly, "However you saw it, that's how it is."
