Zhao Yan left the Zhao family, and the atmosphere in the carriage was quite depressing.
Gu Chu sat in the passenger seat and carefully looked at his uncle.
He secretly sighed. His uncle was angry.
To a certain extent, Zhao Yan was also a pitiful person. If it were not for Gu Chu’s intervention, Lin Xiaozhou might have already reincarnated into the samsara, and Zhao Yan would not be able to live the peaceful life he had now.
“Uncle, don’t be angry. Anger will make you ugly.”Gu Chu could only comfort him in a childish tone.
Zhao Yan turned the steering wheel and pursed his thin lips into a pale and cold arc.
At the traffic light, Zhao Yan stopped the car. “Chuchu, my relationship with your brother Xiaozhou is a little different. Uncle hopes that you are not afraid. This is a normal human relationship.”
Gu Chu nodded. “Don’t worry, uncle. Chuchu knows everything.”
Zhao Yan was slightly stunned. “You know?”
