With Gu Cenduo around, Yan Ji's blade would certainly not harm Yan Jiaojiao. She had just walked to the dining table when her hand was grabbed. The man pressed his voice, "Yan Ji...",She stared at Yanji, so nervous she felt like she was going to crack.,In the cramped, confined carriage, Gu Chenye and she looked at each other. Neither spoke, then after a moment, the man extended his hand towards her...。