Huo Xun set down his wine glass, his delicate chin slightly raised, "It’s fine, he won’t recognize me."

Qin Shi looked at his perfect yet entirely different face from before.

"Even without that incident, after so long, he likely doesn’t remember anymore." Huo Xun sneered mockingly.

Who’s unchanged for over a decade?

How could Yue Siqing still remember someone from so long ago?

"It’s still too risky," Qin Shi insisted, "If there’s any trace, he might investigate you."

"You think he won’t investigate me?" Huo Xun chuckled, shaking his head lightly, "He surely will. Everyone who gets close to Gu Anjin will have their background checked, won’t they? But I believe he won’t find anything..."

*

Gu Anjin sat obediently in the car, staying silent until they returned.

Once inside the villa, it was completely silent.

The servants had already left, the lights inside seemed quite lonely.

"Jinjin."

As Gu Anjin was about to go upstairs, she heard him speak and stopped.

"Song Yi has other intentions; he’s not suitable for you." Yue Siqing’s deep and rich voice echoed in the quiet hall.

She turned her head, "What exactly are you trying to say? That I shouldn’t have any dealings with him? Yue Siqing, is there only you in this world who has no other intentions towards me?"

Yue Siqing frowned and stepped forward, "If you want to throw a tantrum, fine, but don’t joke about this. Don’t you have any idea why he’s approaching you so often now?"

Of course, Gu Anjin could guess, and she knew what Yue Siqing implied.

Except she’d never seriously considered having any other relationship with Song Yi, so she was rather indifferent.

"What exactly did Grandpa tell you?" Gu Anjin stared into Yue Siqing’s profound eyes, the deep blue like the night sky revealing nothing, "Brother Siqing, I think Grandpa asked you to take care of me, but not to investigate every friend I make. Why do you listen to Grandpa like that?"

Yue Siqing’s face instantly tightened, as if the lights casting on his stern face made it even colder.

"Brother Siqing, why aren’t you saying anything?" Gu Anjin looked at him with clear eyes, unblinking.

Yue Siqing pressed his lips tightly, looking at her without speaking.

After a long pause, he finally said, "Go upstairs."

Gu Anjin’s heart sank a little.

Huo Xun was right.

He told her to watch his reaction when she mentioned Grandpa.

She seldom brought up Grandpa, as his passing was her greatest sorrow, even after all these years she couldn’t quite accept it.

Only now did she realize that when she mentioned him taking care of her because of Grandpa, his expression was unpleasant.

Gu Anjin recalled Huo Xun’s words; he doesn’t love her, it’s just that, due to certain reasons, he only intends to keep her by his side.

If that’s the case, perhaps Grandpa never made such a request.

Was this will forged by him?

It became the perfect excuse to rationally stay by her side without showing it’s because of his own reasons.

"Brother Siqing." Gu Anjin, initially intending to go upstairs, moved her steps back in front of him, looking up into his cold, restrained eyes, "If it weren’t for Grandpa, would you just ignore me?"

She tried, reaching out towards him.

His fingertips were cold, but his palm was a bit warm.

Gu Anjin lowered her head, watching her hand slowly grasp that large palm tightly, and he did not immediately pull away.