Gu Siting's dark eyes gazed deeply toward the distant mountains. By then, the sun had set, and the remaining glow of the sunset fell on his sculpted handsome face, painting it with a magnificent hue.
His voice was hoarse, "Su Mo was a poor boy, besides painting, his family background was very bad. His father was a gambling addict, his mother had passed away early, and the Shi Family was a major, almost divine family—they naturally wouldn't agree to their relationship."
"Although I wasn't favored in the Gu Family back then, I still had the support of Old Madam Gu and the Fang Family. The Shi Family had to accept me as a lesser option, letting Shi Ying be with me, after all, we grew up together since we were young."
"Every time Shi Ying and Su Mo had a date, they would first ask me out. Plainly speaking, I was their cover."
Ming Yao suddenly remembered the words Fang Keer had said.
