Gu Qingqian turned his head indifferently, "What does it matter to you?"
Gu Benhong's eyes were red, and his voice choked, "Ah Qian, I know you're still blaming me, but I'm still your dad, how can I not care about you! I've been going crazy trying to find you these days!"
"I don't have a father like you." Gu Qingqian's tone was cold, "You leave, and don't come looking for me again."
"Ah Qian..." Gu Benhong choked, unable to speak.
Gu Qingqian kept biting into his apple, seemingly unmoved by Gu Benhong's pain.
Mu Yiliang sighed, took a step forward and said, "Mr. Gu, please talk to him after he is discharged. He's still in recovery and can't be stimulated..."
If things got out of hand, who knows what Gu Qingqian might do.
Gu Benhong glanced at her, as if he recognized her.
He sniffed, forcing a smile, "It's Lady Mu... Thank you for taking care of Ah Qian during this time."
"It's nothing." Mu Yiliang smiled.
