A day had passed, and there was still no news of Wei Heng.
After finishing her work, Gu Xi checked the time. It was already midnight.
She returned to her room, slowly lay down on the bed, and lowered her gaze, fiddling with the small green sprout twirling around her fingertip. She replayed the events of the past few days in her mind.
For now, she wasn't too worried about Wei Heng's safety.
Because the Chen sisters clearly valued their own lives more than anyone.
And with Wei Heng in their hands, he was only useful as a pawn if he was alive. If anything happened to him, it would only infuriate her. The Chen sisters were smart; they wouldn't do something so foolish.
Besides, Wei Heng wasn't without the ability to protect himself. The lack of news probably meant he was just trapped somewhere.
She believed the Chen sisters would resolve this matter perfectly for her.
But then there was Zhou Jing...
