Chapter Two: The Whole World Betrays His Secrets

The corridor between the lounge and the ballroom was forty meters long. Gu Yanchen walked on the left, Xu Zhi stayed close to the right wall, and between them was enough room to drive a car. Zhou Jibai followed with a laser rangefinder, wearing the solemn expression of a bomb technician. "Three point four meters," he warned. Xu Zhi lifted her skirt. "Did the Gu family build such wide corridors because they knew somebody's thoughts might start leaking?" Gu Yanchen glanced at her. "If you can still joke, you don't need a therapist." "Would therapy be reimbursed?" "It's covered by the contract." A reporter lunged around the corner. Xu Zhi stepped back, caught her heel in the carpet seam, and fell forward. Gu Yanchen caught her by the waist.