Gu Xici flipped through the pages again.
Without exception, the blue handwriting had thoroughly explained all the queries Jiang Yi had previously marked.
Involuntarily analyzing from a professional perspective, it even offered reasonable suggestions.
Clearly, the person capable of answering such complex financial problems must be accomplished.
Gu Xici's page turning grew faster.
Simultaneously, he became increasingly agitated.
Until he reached the last page of the book, his gaze fixed on the final comment.
There was just a simple explanation of a term and then, a signature that Gu Xici never wanted to see in his life appeared.
— Wen Suihan.
Jiang Yi's tears fell uncontrollably as she caught a glimpse of that name.
Without a word, Gu Xici took the book and walked out of the villa.
Jiang Yi came to her senses, let go of Judith's hand, and chased after him.
"Gu Xici!"
Jiang Yi stood in front of his car and called out to him.
