Bab 1674: Fallen Flowers Might Pine, The Flowing Waters Merciless (2)

"That's right, I have not thought that I would meet Little Sister Xin Yan here today and that just shows the great affinity between us." Zhuge Yin said, thinking he was putting forth a handsome looking smile, completely not noticing the distant tone in Gu Xin Yan's voice.

Gu Ying leaned back in his chair, his long slim finger holding the rim of his wine cup, his mirth filled eyes falling noticeably upon the figure of Zhuge Yin, faintly tinged with a glint of murder.

Gu Xin Yan smiled perfunctorily and just as Zhuge Yin was thinking to say something, her gaze was suddenly drawn to another figure which made her eyes shake slightly.