Gu Jie, who was in Mother Tang's embrace, lowered her eyelids and she had an unbending expression on her little face.
Tang Ju sneered; his delicate face became somewhat sinister as he was fuming. "Little sister? I'd rather not have a little sister like her. Gu Jie, let me tell you this. If I can't find Qingqing, I'll hate you for life."
After which, Tang Ju didn't care about Mother Tang whose face was red from anger, and Gu Jie who didn't say a word. He simply turned around and left to chase after Gao Qing.
There was only Mother Tang and Gu Jie left in the house. Mother Tang stroked Gu Jie's red and swollen little face with her heart aching. She sighed. "Ah-Jie, why did you do that? You know that he only cares for that woman and you picked on her. I don't feel aggrieved. You don't have to do that."
Gu Jie didn't say anything. Her adorable doll-face was still blank as she passed the bowl to Mother Tang and said in a low voice, "Mom, I'm fine. Eat first."
