Gu Xiaobei carried Mo Wang upstairs, but her mind was occupied by Shi Xiuying's words. The oldest son of the Lu family no longer existed because of Wen Xiuqing's mistake, and so, for many years, her mother-in-law had been living in a shadow of self-reproach. That made Gu Xiaobei even more curious. What exactly happened that year?
She definitely couldn't ask Lu Zhanguo about it. From his facial expression just now, it was clear that he didn't want to revisit that part of the past.
Lu Zhanguo came back holding Xiaopang with an exasperated look on his face. When he'd gone upstairs earlier, Xiaopang had started laughing riotously, showing her little set of teeth. As she played and laughed, Lu Zhanguo sensed that something smelled off. He glanced down and saw that the mischievous child had dirtied his arm. He remembered her being changed just a while ago and hadn't thought to put another diaper on her, and now this whole fiasco had happened.
