"Crash." The sound of porcelain shattering rang out.
Father Gu hurriedly turned around and took two steps in three to stand in front of the woman, his eyes full of concern, "Yu'er, are you alright? Are you hurt?"
Gu Danyu's eyes warmed slightly as she shook her head.
Seeing this, Father Gu then turned his gaze to the disheveled man on the ground and said sternly, "Are you leaving on your own, or shall we throw you out?"
The unkind words fell on his ears, and Gu Bo, enduring the pain in his waist, slowly stood up, his eyes brimming with malice and hatred.
"I will remember today's humiliation."
After dropping those harsh words, he limped away.
There was a long silence in the villa, and Father Gu let out a deep sigh.
Suddenly, a shadow fell into the corner of his eye, and he looked up to meet his daughter's clear and bright eyes, filled with concern.
"Dad, you've done more than enough," she said.
The one who should feel guilty had always been the heartless Gu Bo.
