Xia Yinian didn't know why, but she always felt that Gu Feimo's gaze was truly terrifying.
One should say, just like Gu Beicheng, a casual glance from him made you shiver with cold.
But now, she had no other choice, so after taking a deep breath, she nodded vigorously: "Yes."
Gu Feimo's thin lips were slightly pursed, he didn't say anything more, just quietly watched her.
That look, it was as if he was studying whether her words were true or false.
Honestly, being watched by him, the pressure was enormous, and soon, a thin layer of sweat formed on Xia Yinian's forehead.
But she didn't speak, just tried hard to remain calm, composed, and met his gaze.
Although she indeed felt uneasy and panicked inside, at least she did not flinch.
It was unknown how much time had passed, Gu Feimo narrowed his eyes, glanced at her once more, then turned around: "Not bad, at least the appearance of composed pretending is somewhat convincing."
