She didn't want Gu Yuying to know that she knew so much. Gu Yuying always hoped she'd stay simple, so even if she knew, she had to pretend she didn't.
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"How's it going?" It was still the same room, and Qin Lang was still in a bathrobe, holding a glass of red wine.
"I..." Guo Yahan felt a bit nervous facing Qin Lang, her voice trembling slightly, "Mr. Qin, I don't know. I don't know what kind of result you want."
Qin Lang leaned against the window, facing Guo Yahan. "What kind of result do I want? I want Gu Yuying to get a divorce, can you do that?"
"I can't." Guo Yahan lowered her head and answered softly. "Gu Yuying loves his wife so much, how could others easily break them apart."
Besides, I really don't want to do such a thing. She'd rather do other things.
"If you can't, try your best. Don't forget, this was our agreement in the beginning, you have to listen to me in everything." Qin Lang swirled his wine glass and downed it in one gulp.
