Since yang Mengshan had already said so much, Gu liangwei could feel that yang Mengshan was not lying.
However, he wasn't sure. After all, he had seen it before.
Gu liangwei was still angry, but there was a hint of gentleness in his voice. I'll believe you this once, Mengshan. I believe what you said before. I believe that as your father, I still have some place in your heart. I hope that this has nothing to do with you.
Then, he hung up the phone.
Yang Mengshan looked at the phone, frowning and pursing her lips. Her throat felt bitter and dry.
Gu liangwei's question made her very unhappy. She could feel that the scale in Gu liangwei's heart was heavily leaning towards Gu Youli.
Her eyes were cold and solemn as she looked out into the dark night. Car accident?
who could it be? Gu Youli, you really have a lot of enemies!
Time passed in silence. The door of the operating room finally opened, and Chen junrui was sent to the intensive care unit.
