"Mom... if something unexpected happens during the wedding today, don't worry. Even if... I leave the Gu family, don't worry either. I'm now capable of supporting you and my younger sister." Tang Rongling said indifferently.
Upon listening to her son, Tang's mother's tears started falling. She leapt forward and hugged him, "What nonsense are you talking about? I've only brought you into the Gu family in the hopes of providing you a better future. What's wrong with you now? You used not to be this reckless."
"Mom, don't be upset. I'm doing well, really." Tang Rongling's heart was filled with bitterness, much more bitter than swallowing a Huang-Lian herb.
Gu Qingxin left the room, intending to accompany her grandfather a little more in the ancestral hall. It had been a long time since she had last visited the Gu family, and it was unsure when she would be able to do so again in the future.
