Gu Mansion
The atmosphere in the dining room was like a still pond, suffocating everyone present.
Meng Qian took small bites of her meal, never uttering a word.
Old Sir Gu watched Gu Yanjing and Gu Linhai, listening to their exchanges filled with barbs, yet he remained silent.
"Acting on my instructions?" Gu Linhai looked at Gu Yanjing, his expression indifferent, a cold smile in his eyes, "Who said that?"
Gu Yanjing glanced at him, then looked over at Meng Yan standing not far away.
Meng Yan nodded and left.
At this moment, Old Sir Gu put down his chopsticks, calmly wiped his mouth, and said, "Do I still need to be here?"
"As you please." Gu Yanjing replied.
Old Sir Gu gave him a look, then glanced at his son, finally deciding that his heart could still take it, and thus remained seated.
Gu Linhai also put down his chopsticks, looking at Gu Yanjing across the table.
