Gu Huai'an's gaze was heavy.
A few moments later, he said, "Grandpa, you ought to apologize to Grandpa Ji."
Normally, Old Man Ji would have been so angry that he'd be blowing his beard and glaring, cursing away. Today, however, there was no such reaction.
Looking at Gu Huai'an, his eyes were exceptionally tender. He nodded repeatedly, "It's my fault, I will apologize to him. As for Song Yunuan, she probably doesn't know, so let's not bring it up. No matter what happens in the future, let's not let it affect your current relationship."
Gu Huai'an clutched his hand. His grandfather's attitude was off, almost as if he was talking like he was imparting his last wishes.
Was this a readiness for death?
Gu Huai'an clenched his fists, trying hard to calm his emotions. He directly asked, "Grandpa, what are you thinking?"
