Hello, Heir

Once she finished her sentence, Zhuang Nainai stood up and walked toward the door.

“Gu Qingyan, you…!” Gu Xingshan’s face flushed with anger. She was so furious that she couldn’t speak. Everyone in her world was hypocritical, but they hid it behind a mask of sincerity. This was the first time she had interacted with such a direct person.

Just as Zhuang Nainai had reached the door, she heard Gu Deshou say, “Qingyan, come up.”

Zhuang Nainai paused and turned to see Gu Deshou standing in the hallway on the second floor. After he had finished speaking, he glanced at Gu Xingshan. His voice immediately lowered, “Xingshan, keep your conniving plans to yourself!”

The rims of Gu Xingshan’s eyes reddened. She pouted indignantly. “Father, don’t you want me to follow mother anymore? Why are you favoring this little b*tch and that mother of hers?”

Her tone of voice revealed her true sentiments. After he heard her speak, Gu Deshou was taken aback. His voice, which was previously laced with anger, suddenly grew gentler. “What nonsense are you spouting?”

“No? Weren’t you abroad a couple of days ago to visit her mother? Father, that woman is a bad person! How could you be as naive as Gu Qingyan and hurt my mother like that?” Tears rolled down Gu Xingshan’s cheeks. “All these years, you’ve been in a loving relationship with Mother. You’ve been the poster couple for all the rich and powerful families out there. Our family also doesn’t have as many scandals as all the other families. Now, you’ve angered Mother just because of your mistress, and you’re even speaking to me in this fierce tone?”

Gu Deshou’s brows furrowed. He shouted, “Shut your mouth! Your Aunt Zhuang is not a mistress!”

“What Aunt? What is she if not a mistress? Whoever breaks up my family is a mistress!”

“Shut up!” Gu Deshou roared again. “Go to your room, you’re not to leave it for the next three days!”

Gu Xingshan stomped her feet angrily. “I saw Brother chasing after Mother, and I decided to stay behind to keep you company. Now, I see that you don’t need my company any longer. Alright, I’ll leave as well, then!”

After she was done shouting, Gu Xingshan willfully ran out before ordering the driver to get the car ready for her. Then, the sound of a car’s engine starting up could be heard.

As Gu Deshou observed everything that was happening from the second floor, his gaze grew dark.

Zhuang Nainai stood to the side as a bystander who had witnessed the quarrel between father and daughter. She had managed to glean some pieces of information from the quarrel.

After she had married Si Zhengting, Gu Deshou had dropped several hints, implying that she should invite them over to the Si’s residence. She had rejected all his requests because she knew that Si Zhengting did not like being disturbed.

So she wondered why the Gus did not take the opportunity to visit when she was sick, especially since she had not made any efforts to hide it.

From what had transpired, it seemed that Gu Deshou had been overseas for the last couple of days.

And from what happened, it seemed like he had been in another country to visit her mother…

Of course, Li Yufeng wouldn’t be happy about that since she was his wife.

But… a mistress?

Zhuang Nainai pursed her lips. From what she remembered, Mother Zhuang’s demeanor was nothing like that of mistresses. It was like how she would never believe that Mother Zhuang had stolen someone else’s child. Mother Zhuang was not such a person.

Gu Deshou stared into space on the second floor. He only remembered that Zhuang Nainai was downstairs sometime later. It was only then that he told her, “Come up.”

Gu Deshou looked as though he had aged a couple of years in a span of a few minutes. His figure was stooped over.

As Zhuang Nainai gazed at him, she actually found him pitiful. Perhaps it was because she was his daughter after all — the kinship between them had acted up unpredictably and caused her to feel sorry for him.

So she swallowed the sarcastic words that she originally wanted to utter. She went up the stairs and stood before Gu Deshou.