Bao Gucheng’s speech left everyone present thoroughly convinced.
Xi Rubao was especially emotional, with tears in her eyes: wuu wuu wuu, at the crucial mont, her brother-in-law was really nice to her, never forgetting to praise her small accomplishnts.
A true brother-in-law! Absolutely!
Even Gu Yuzhi had to admit that Bao Gucheng’s words were quite persuasive.
Didn’t you see Mr. Gu’s expression?
The previous sorrow gradually eased, his breathing steadied, and on his aged face was a faint sense of relief: "Gucheng makes a good point... such undutiful children should be treated as passing clouds... I still have such lovely Zuzi, Sha Er, Bao Er..."
Gu Qiusha: "..." Dad, are you getting senile? The generations are not in the right order.
Bao Gucheng, under the table, gently clasped Xi Zuzi’s little hand. Seeing her calm, indifferent expression, he couldn’t help but whisper, "Zuzi, shouldn’t you comfort Mr. Gu a bit?"
Xi Zuzi looked a bit confused: "Huh, tell him she deserved to die?"
Bao Gucheng: "..."
Ahem, forget it, maybe it’s better not to comfort.
Though it’s the honest truth, saying it directly isn’t very pleasant.
Who knew, when reminded by Bao Gucheng, Xi Zuzi recalled everyone’s earlier discussion. She blinked earnestly and said, "Xiao Chenger, shouldn’t the Ancestor tell Xiao Gu that the Ancestor wasn’t trying to seek any honor, just casually speaking so truth. As for Gu Shiyin, it’s not about righteousness or family betrayal; she just didn’t align with the Ancestor’s intentions, and the Ancestor wanted to reshape this clay figure and remake her..."
Her words were so serious that Bao Gucheng was montarily breathless.
Then he held her little hand more tightly, not letting go: "Zuzi, just tell . No need to tell Xiao Gu, let him mourn in his way, okay?"
Mr. Gu would go mad hearing "Xiao Gu," and "reshape and remake" was certainly misleading; he had to prevent his Ancestor from making shocking remarks.
Xi Zuzi’s red lips curved slightly, remaining silent for a mont.
The strength of the man’s palm wrapped around her hand, his anxious breath grazed her ear. At this mont, the life or death of Gu Shiyin and the thoughts of the Gu Family were truly trivial to her.
What’s important is, Xiao Chenger really slls good!
Her red lips bent slightly, responding, "Hmm, as Xiao Chenger says."
Bao Gucheng just heaved a sigh of relief when a furious accusation exploded behind him: "Bao Gucheng, why are you holding my Zuzi’s hand!"
Amidst the news of Gu Shiyin’s death, Gu Yuzhi, from a distance, noticed Bao Gucheng’s mischievous hand stretching under the table.
He stared intently, and sure enough, within seconds, he saw Bao Gucheng enveloping Xi Zuzi’s little hand, rubbing it back and forth—what a scoundrel!
His outcry caused everyone at the dining table to pause their discussions and turn toward Xi Zuzi and Bao Gucheng.
Their hands couldn’t be released at this critical mont, making it obvious they were trying to cover it up.
Moreover, it was too late to let go; even Mr. Gu, whose eyesight wasn’t the best, noticed and exclaid "Huh," showing so confusion and puzzlent.
The second couple looked stunned, not daring to speak.
The only one who knew the truth, Xi Rubao, was even more nervous.
Will the close relationship between sister and brother-in-law be forcibly announced?
Or will Grandpa separate the pair of lovebirds?
Will everyone oppose this cross-generational relationship?
Ahhh, brother-in-law, why couldn’t you wait until back at the dorm to do this and that with the Ancestor Sister?
Only Gu Qiusha paused for a mont; upon seeing their clasped hands clearly, she suddenly giggled—
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