Shen Bai was a little at a loss. He looked at the red-purple mark around Gu Qian's neck and said, "I brought my aunt over. She said she wanted to reconcile with you. I didn't expect she would lay hands on you."
The maid poured a glass of water for Gu Qian, waited for her to take it and drink, then said, "If anything happens to my madam today, I'll have to hold you accountable."
She had just gone to the restroom and returned, nearly causing a catastrophe. The woman who had grabbed Gu Qian's neck earlier had such strength; it was impossible to pry her off.
There was guilt in Shen Bai's eyes, and with a face so much like Shen Changqing's, there was still a hint of pain, "I'm sorry, I was reckless."
Gu Qian looked at Shen Bai, vaguely recalling how Shen Changqing used to look at people with gentle eyes, making one feel like a spring breeze. She shook her head, "It's okay, you can't be blamed for this."
