Bab 330: Thank Your Ancestors of Eighteen Generations?

"Mr. Cheng plays his game well. It is still as impressive after eleven years," said Gu Juexi with a faint smile, his calm aura contrasting Ye Yuwei's rage.

He knew that Ye Yuwei was bad at being subtle. She was not afraid to show her anger, but there was nothing she could do besides that. Having that kind of character made it hard for Ye Yuwei to survive in this dog-eat-dog world.

The title of Mrs. Gu had given her good things for the past three years, but it had also brought bad things.

What would happen if he died?

The thought of it made Gu Juexi frown.

How could he die and leave Ye Yuwei like that?

"You are being humble, Mr. Gu," snorted Cheng Jie, leaning back in his chair. "You haven't changed in the past eleven years ago. People with weaknesses are just destined to lose."

Ye Yuwei had no idea what these two men were saying.

What had happened eleven years ago?

That was the year Gu Juexi retired from the army.