What evil intentions could an evil god possibly have?

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

After an unknown amount of time, Su Yan suddenly said, "This is indeed something I didn't do well."

Gu Yuqiu's lips curled up slightly, and she smiled silently, thinking to herself, "You really are still the same as always."

The two had spent some time together several years ago and had a deep impression of each other, remembering each other's habits and becoming extremely familiar with one another.

Otherwise, how can we talk about being close friends or anchors?

If Gu Yuqiu hadn't received confirmation from Su Yan last night that the whole world, including those seven high-ranking near-god level experts, believed she was completely dead, how could she have been so presumptuous?

No matter how much Su Yan suspected that she had a problem, it was impossible for her to completely overturn her own perception; there must have been a process involved.

She had already decided that once Xin Chu's matter was over, she would never see Su Yan again.

If we meet again, we can't have tears in our eyes.

Naturally, she wanted the other person to blush.

……

……

"so what?"

Su Yan stopped looking at the cup of coffee that had been praised as delicious, looked up at Gu Yuqiu, and asked, "What exactly is your relationship with her?"

Gu Yuqiu looked at her quietly and asked, "Do you really want to know?"

Su Yan thought to herself, "Since you've said that, how could I not be curious and wondering what your relationship with her really is?"

She simply couldn't believe it, because in her understanding, that person had no feelings for this world whatsoever, as if everything was irrelevant to him, and there was no reason for him to be kind to someone for no reason.

The only reasonable explanation is that there are interests involved.

“Speak,” she repeated herself.

This time, Gu Yuqiu didn't refuse again, and said slowly, "My relationship with her is very complicated. It's not teacher and student, much less lovers. Although she likes women, you can think of her as being more like husband and wife to me..."

Su Yan didn't listen and interrupted him with an extremely cold expression.

"couple?"

She stared into Gu Yuqiu's eyes and said coldly, "What you're about to say is that your relationship with her is closer than that of husband and wife?"

Gu Yuqiu naturally hummed in agreement.

From any perspective, this is the absolute truth, because she is who she is.

What relationship in this world could be closer than this?

If she is not as good as her father, son, brothers, sisters, lovers, friends, husband and wife, or enemies, then she is not lying.

Su Yan looked at her for a long time but still couldn't find any problems.

Those eyes, clear as autumn water, remained calm, carrying a faint smile and a hint of nostalgia.

Gu Yuqiu suddenly asked, "You already know the answer, what are your thoughts?"

"No."

Su Yan turned around, walked towards the door, and said, "Tonight is over."

She arrived in Xinchu last night. After checking into the hotel, she went out for a meal and encountered a superhuman going berserk, followed by the arrival of Gu Yuqiu and Lin Mushi.

Before she could even rest after that meaningful conversation at the coffee shop, another incident occurred at the Church of the Sleeping Spirits: a bishop was shot in the head and killed in an elevator, followed by the Pope of the Sleeping Spirits walking out of the church, possibly indicating an impending change in Xin Chu.

So she went to see Gu Yuqiu again, and also had an unfinished hot pot meal. Then she met the white cat in a secluded alley and got a lot of information from it.

To resolve her doubts, she went to see Gao Shu again, but the result was not satisfactory, and just as she began to have doubts about it...

Another incident has occurred at Baima Lake.

In just one day, so many things happened one after another, and even she was really tired.

At that moment, all she wanted was to go back to her room, take a proper bath, and relieve her physical and mental exhaustion.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Su Yan stopped in her tracks.

Gu Yuqiu watched her retreating figure, guessed what she was thinking, and laughed out loud.

Su Yan didn't turn around, went over and opened the door, where she met the female secretary.

Hearing the sound of water, she subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bathroom. After confirming that the person inside was not Gu Yuqiu, she whispered something.

The gist of what he said was that Zhong Chongshan believed things might get complicated if he delayed, so he decided to send the coin related to the crimson color directly back to the Special Affairs Bureau building to avoid any unforeseen circumstances.

Considering that Gu Yuqiu was the person involved, Lin Mushi was naturally included on the list, while Su Yan was the one who was invited.

From any perspective, this decision is perfectly justifiable.

"If Miss Su is unwilling..."

The female secretary lowered her head slightly and said, "I believe the director can understand."

Su Yan had a slight headache, but she didn't show it. She calmly said, "Then let's go."

The female secretary glanced at the bathroom, where the water was constantly running, hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Should we... wait for her?"

"Of course we have to wait."

Gu Yuqiu sighed, seemingly helpless, and said, "Otherwise, she would be angry with me for a long time."

Su Yan turned around, glanced at her, and said mockingly, "So you're afraid of making others angry?"

Gu Yuqiu smiled and said, "I don't care if you're angry or not because you're not in my life, but she's different."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

And so her last words became crystal clear, echoing throughout the room.

Su Yan was puzzled for a moment, then she understood. She looked at Gu Yuqiu as if he were scum and said, "I've met many people, but this is the first time I've seen someone like you."

Gu Yuqiu approached her, standing very close, and looked at her earnestly, asking, "What kind of person am I...?"

When she said this, her voice was slightly hoarse, but it sounded even more beautiful, with a kind of charming quality, as if she were doing something that couldn't be seen in the light of day.

The female secretary dared not look any further and had already lowered her head, even wanting to cover her ears.

Su Yan remained expressionless and said coldly, "Hypocritical, shameless, disgusting."

Gu Yuqiu blinked, looked at her innocently, and said in surprise, "So that's what kind of person I am?"

"Of course you're not that kind of person!"

The bathroom door opened, and Lin Mushi walked out, looking at Su Yan fiercely, and said seriously with her small face.

Chapter 62: You are all wrong

The sound of water is real.

As for taking a bath... that's actually true.

When Lin Mushi was politely invited to leave by Su Yan and entered the bathroom, she did indeed harbor the intention of eavesdropping.

She had no idea what the two people in the room had done. She had pressed her ear against the wall, but she still couldn't hear anything.

Eavesdropping had become a luxury. She looked down at the bathtub full of hot water, intending to relax, but then she remembered Gu Yuqiu's words and felt that this kind of thing was not very clean, so she gave up.

She rinsed her body with hot water, applied shampoo and body lotion, and that was it for the day.

However, just a second before she was about to leave the bathroom, the sounds from the room returned to her ears, and she involuntarily slowed down.

Only the speed of the water sound remains constant.

The sound of water suddenly stopped when she heard those words about her.

She took a deep breath, then tied up her disheveled black hair, and scooped up a handful of hot water from the porcelain basin to splash on her face.

Just as she picked up a towel and carefully wiped her cheeks, intending to leave the bathroom to see someone, those three adjectives fell to the floor.

Like a bolt of lightning, it shattered her clear sky.

So Lin Mushi pushed open the door and came out, looking at Su Yan with a fierce aura, and said the sentence above in an extremely serious manner.

……

……

The room was very quiet.

The atmosphere was eerie.

For reasons unknown, the female secretary tried to reassure herself that she was also a woman and there shouldn't be any major problems. She closed the door very quietly, shutting out the noise from inside the room.

Over the years, she has followed Zhong Chongshan, met all sorts of people, and encountered countless unexpected situations, but this sudden change is still the first time she has ever heard of it.

She felt increasingly awkward, but since the matter hadn't been settled yet, she couldn't find a reason to leave. She could only steal a glance at the three of them and, upon realizing that she was being completely ignored, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Then she thought of a question.

What exactly is going on here?

From her perspective, the relationship between Su Yan and Gu Yuqiu was clearly extraordinary, and the meaning behind Lin Mu's poem was equally clear.

Are they about to have a fight?

Thinking that they might start arguing before they even started fighting, or even turn into infighting, she was just about to muster up the courage to interrupt their eye contact and stop the situation from going in such a strange direction...

Someone glanced at her, their eyes filled with a smile and delight.

The female secretary was momentarily lost in thought.

And so she never had another chance to speak.

"You are even more innocent and adorable than I imagined."

Su Yan looked at Lin Mushi and said bluntly, "These three words are the most appropriate description of the person you are currently protecting."

Lin Mushi found this statement absurd and sneered, "That's your own problem. When you use such words, it means that you are also suitable for such descriptions."

Su Yan said expressionlessly, "Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective. I don't blame you for being an idiot, because you'll thank me one day."

"Those kinds of talk about thanking someone sooner or later are just bullshit to me, utterly shameless."