The term "aunt" seemed to instantly touch Gu Zhaohan's sensitive nerve.
It was once the term he resented the most.
It took him four years - four years of effort just to extricate himself from the association with these two words.
But now...
He merely went abroad to attend a seminar.
Everything seemed to suddenly revert back to the past.
The cage above his head clanged shut and fell from the heavens, once again entrapping him within.
Gu Zhaohan could not accept it.
Even though he had matured and become calmer over these years.
But looking at the guilt on Xia Yangyang's face, he understood everything and could no longer bear it.
Having been around Gu Zhaohan for so many years, Xia Yangyang had gradually come to know him quite well.
Everyone said that Doctor Gu is cold and aloof, like a walking iceberg.
But Xia Yangyang knew that Gu Zhaohan simply hid behind a shell of icy armor to protect himself.
