In truth, Gu Qichi had absolutely no feelings toward the Gu family.

They could even be called strangers.

After all, he had moved out of the Gu family home when he was eighteen, and the number of times he went back after starting college was even more scarce. Generally speaking, the time he spent with the Gu family the most was during those two years of high school.

But in reality, it wasn’t even two full years.

Because at the time, Gu Chengtian and Geng Tingxun were very busy and had absolutely no time to pay attention to him. Gu Yuan’an was even more wholeheartedly guarding Gu Yuning, deeply afraid that Gu Qichi would pull some petty tricks to harm his precious darling.

Gu Qichi only found it laughable.

In the Gu family, he was actually considered a transparent, marginal figure. He was even lesser than the housekeeping auntie in the family; his presence was low to the extreme.

So much so that when Bo Yu said this sentence, Gu Qichi had a moment of obvious shock.

His hair was slept into a messy nest, and there were clear sleep marks on his face. His tone was bewildered: “See them for what?”

Bo Yu patted his head, his expression lazy, his tone indescribably nonchalant, yet carrying a hidden meaning: “Maybe they saw the news on the internet and want to repent to you.”

Only then did Gu Qichi remember what happened yesterday. He slowly lifted the blanket and hung onto Bo Yu’s body like a koala.

The laziness on Bo Yu’s face dissipated instantly. He patted Gu Qichi’s butt, his voice a bit strained: “Wife, stop acting coy. The doctor said we can’t do it recently…”

Gu Qichi lifted his head from his shoulder hollow, the corners of his eyes turning up, his gaze deeply affectionate and amorous. He stared at Bo Yu amusedly.

Having just recovered from a severe illness, his voice was a bit hoarse as he spoke slowly: “Oh, can you endure it?”

Bo Yu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eye color very deep. He carried him down to sit safely on the bed and casually rubbed his earlobe: “As long as you don’t provoke me, I can endure it.”

Gu Qichi sat properly, adjusted his pajama top that had been slept into a mess, the smile in his eyes thin, and slowly said “Okay”.

The topic between the two of them had strayed far away. Gu Qichi remembered and turned his head to ask Bo Yu: “Before, Gu Yuning said he was blacklisted. Did you do that?”

Actually, he didn’t need to ask to guess it was Bo Yu. After all, Gu Qichi couldn’t think of anyone else who would have such great power.

The early morning light was gentle, shining on Gu Qichi’s face. Bo Yu reached out, grasped his ankle, and put his shoes on him.

On his ankle was a circle of red marks. If one rolled up the pant leg, they could see winding hickeys and bite marks all the way up, purplish-blue mixed with dark red, looking shocking on the porcelain-white skin.

It didn’t really hurt much, just that some places had the skin broken, making it somewhat uncomfortable.

Gu Qichi lifted his foot, letting Bo Yu change him into a new set of pajamas.

“I did it.” Bo Yu lifted his arms while putting a new top on him. “Didn’t you say before that you wanted to deal with him personally? Strive! Actors! is a good opportunity, you can do it personally.”

Bo Yu helped him take off his pants, picked out a loose pair from the wardrobe, lifted his legs, and while staring at him, asked: “Does it still hurt?”

Gu Qichi shrank his legs back, unnaturally pressing his lips together: “Not very much. It was all cleaned, and medicine was applied too…”

Only then did Bo Yu help him put his pants on, continuing the topic from just now: “You can do it personally on the show, do whatever you want, you don’t need to save any face for him. But outside, if I still let him bully you relying on the Gu family, then I, as your husband, would be a bit too incompetent.”

“I told you, once you’re with me, you won’t suffer a single bit of grievance anymore.”

“Gu Yuning deserves to die.”

Bo Yu’s eye color was deep, his cold facial features softened by the light, his face plated with a layer of gold, making him look gentle and affectionate.

Gu Qichi’s ankle was still in his hand. His shoulders shook, the smile in his eyes sparse and clear: “So am I being a fox exploiting the tiger’s majesty?”

Bo Yu straightened up, his hands propped on the bed, sinking it into a soft arc.

He leaned in and took Gu Qichi’s lips into his mouth, sucking slowly and erotically, until watery smacking sounds echoed in the room.

“We call this a married couple of one mind, whose sharpness can cut through metal.”

Gu Qichi panted and didn’t speak. Wait until his breathing steadied, he wrapped his arms around the back of Bo Yu’s neck and said calmly: “Then let’s go see them.”

Bo Yu looked at him, heavily rubbed his saliva-soaked lips, and agreed.

The time was set for the afternoon. Bo Yu would accompany him there.

The clock hanging on the wall ticked and turned. Unknowingly, it turned to eleven o’clock—time for lunch.

Taking advantage of the time Bo Yu went to cook, Gu Qichi finally had a moment of free time to look at his phone.

Surprisingly, there weren’t any new messages.

Gu Qichi raised an eyebrow, feeling somewhat puzzled inside. His fingertips swiped twice on the screen, and as expected, he saw a long string of messages from Wen Xi.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Xiao Chi baby!!! Didn’t you say that guy was an inconspicuous nouveau riche?!!
[Sister Wen Xi]: Cat head screaming.jpg
[Sister Wen Xi]: How come the hot search says you’re the Bo Corporation’s President’s wife?!!
[Sister Wen Xi]: You lied to me again!!!
[Sister Wen Xi]: It doesn’t matter, just a little tears. I am the sad rose of midnight.jpg
[Sister Wen Xi]: Am I not your most trusted person anymore? [Tears]
[Sister Wen Xi]: Gu Qichi, I know you can see this. Reply to me quickly, otherwise I’m going to send your glorious deeds to your fan group.
[Sister Wen Xi]: Gu Qichi! Chi-chi! My Xiao Chi baby!
[Xiao Chi baby]: He is very tired and has already slept.

This message was sent at 7:00 PM last night. At the time, Gu Qichi was so tired he couldn’t even lift his hands; he was directly made to faint by Bo Yu.
He had even fallen asleep during the bath and cleaning afterward, having absolutely no impression of everything that happened later. Naturally, he didn’t know what had happened either.

But falling asleep at 7:00 PM because he was “too tired”—everyone was an adult, they could practically instantly imagine what he had been doing.

Gu Qichi continued to scroll through the chat logs, an awkwardness silently spreading.

Wen Xi had taken several minutes before replying to the message again.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Gu Qichi, he… slept this early? Dealing with these things is indeed quite tiring, haha.
[Xiao Chi baby]: Miss Wen, if there is nothing important, we are going to continue our private world.

Gu Qichi: “…”
Bo Yu might as well have just said straight out that the two of them were making love…

Gu Qichi felt somewhat too speechless to face Wen Xi, but this morning, Wen Xi had intermittently sent quite a few messages over, making it hard to ignore even if he wanted to.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Xiao Chi, still not awake?
[Sister Wen Xi]: It’s been ten hours…
[Sister Wen Xi]: Is he that fierce?
[Sister Wen Xi]: …Twelve hours. That bastard is truly an animal.

Gu Qichi felt quite helpless, yet he had no way of ignoring Wen Xi. After considering for a long time, he had no choice but to reply to her word by word.

[Xiao Chi baby]: Sister Wen Xi, I just caught a cold and had a fever…
[Sister Wen Xi]: What? He’s that much of an animal?!!
[Xiao Chi baby]: I didn’t intentionally hide it from you. It’s just that the rumors concerning Bo Yu aren’t very pleasant to hear, and I was afraid you’d overthink things…
[Sister Wen Xi]: Then he must definitely be very fierce in bed.

The two of them exchanged a few sentences completely talking past each other. Gu Qichi looked at the messages on the page, feeling somewhat numb.

Fortunately, Wen Xi quickly realized Gu Qichi’s despair. Although feeling it was somewhat a pity, she still cooperatively changed the subject.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Sigh, if the rumors are unpleasant, so be it. After all, not all rumors are true.
[Sister Wen Xi]: At least he genuinely protected you yesterday. After so long, besides being a bit strongly possessive, this bastard treats you pretty well, right?
[Xiao Chi baby]: Sister Wen Xi, don’t worry, Bo Yu treats me very well.

But actually, even without asking, Wen Xi knew Bo Yu treated Gu Qichi very well.

Yesterday, as soon as the Bo Corporation’s statement came out, and their elite legal team entered the fray, all the marketing accounts that had spread rumors about Gu Qichi ran away, burning with anxiety, deeply afraid of being caught.

But there was no helping it; Gu Qichi’s fans had completely screenshotted everything for evidence, sent them in private messages to the Bo Corporation’s official Weibo, and received replies to every single one.

This group of marketing accounts who feared neither heaven nor earth were terror-stricken overnight. As soon as the lawyer’s letters arrived, they sent apology statements to Gu Qichi overnight, their tone sincere, their posture extremely low.

Unfortunately, it was useless. The Bo Corporation’s elite legal team would make them pay the price they deserved.

On top of that, Wen Xi had genuinely been frightened yesterday and had immediately sought out Luo Qianqian to understand the situation. Although the other girl also didn’t understand Bo Yu’s true identity, she knew Gu Qichi and Bo Yu’s usual interaction mode inside out, and spent a long time explaining their romance to Wen Xi in meticulous detail.

Her tone was sincere, her voice full of yearning; she was even more excited and deeply invested than if she were in a relationship herself.

Wen Xi had glanced at her strangely at the time, very puzzled: “Why are you so excited?”

Luo Qianqian spoke until her mouth was dry and her tongue parched, her face completely red, wearing a look of righteous indignation: “Sister Wen Xi! I can choose not to date! But my CP must DOI (do it)!”

Wen Xi was speechless for a moment. She actually really wanted to tell Luo Qianqian that your CP was indeed currently DOI.
But considering Gu Qichi’s face which was thinner than paper, she still held back.

Although she wasn’t interested in Bo Yu and Gu Qichi’s romance, Wen Xi had to admit that Bo Yu still treated Gu Qichi very well; at least he wasn’t that much of a bastard.
But she still had an illusion that the cabbage her family had meticulously raised had been dug up by a pig, even if Bo Yu was a wealthy, affluent pig…

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The location for meeting Gu Yuan’an in the afternoon was very awkward—it was in the hospital.

For some unknown reason, both of the other man’s legs were wrapped in thick bandages and casts, and there were also quite a few bruises on his face.
He looked very miserable.

It was unknown where Gu Chengtian and Geng Tingxun were; their son was injured like this, yet they hadn’t come to take care of him.

He wasn’t like Gu Qichi, who had no one to care about him. At any rate, he was the eldest son they had raised single-handedly…

Gu Qichi approached slowly, some mockery in the depths of his eyes.

Resting his hand on the ward’s doorknob, Gu Qichi turned his head, his tone somewhat flat: “Bo Yu, don’t follow me. I want to talk to him by myself.”

This was Gu Qichi’s private matter after all, and Gu Yuan’an had already been taught a lesson to behave well by him and wouldn’t hurt Gu Qichi. Bo Yu lowered his gaze, swept a few glances over Gu Yuan’an, and then nodded.

Bo Yu picked up Gu Qichi’s hand, brought it close to his lips and kissed it, saying warmly: “I’ll wait for you outside.”

Gu Qichi responded, “Okay.”

Once Gu Qichi had his back to him, walking towards Gu Yuan’an, the cold aura on Bo Yu’s body quietly transformed into stern harshness. His brows and eyes were gloomy and violent. Through the narrow glass window, he stared at Gu Yuan’an on the hospital bed.
His gaze gradually deepened, hostility permeating, possessing a terrifying sense of alienation.

Don’t even think about trying any tricks.

Bo Yu mouthed the words to Gu Yuan’an. The corners of his lips slowly hooked into an inconspicuous arc. His face didn’t look like a ruthless villain, but rather like a polite, refined gentleman.

It was just a pity that everything was an illusion.

Gu Yuan’an stared at him. Through his fair, clean face, he saw the hidden ugly heart beneath.

Everything their family had encountered yesterday, those terrifying things—they were clearly still in the human world, yet not for a moment did Gu Yuan’an not feel that he was in true purgatory.
Like being fried in hot oil, his blood scorched by boiling oil, a bout of severe pain after another spreading through his heart.

The door crack closed. Gu Qichi walked into the ward, looking expressionlessly at Gu Yuan’an.

His line of sight casually surveyed the surroundings of the ward. The pungent smell of disinfectant stimulated his nerves. The bouquet of flowers placed at the head of the bed had been there for who knows how many days, drooping and withered.

Gu Qichi hated hospitals very much. If he had been told in advance, he definitely wouldn’t have chosen to come over.

The grade of this hospital also wasn’t high. With Gu Chengtian and Gu Yuan’an’s personalities, when encountering pain and injury, they preferred to call a private doctor to the Gu family home, or head to the largest private hospital in Dongcheng.
Unfortunately, the largest private hospital in Dongcheng belonged to the Bo Corporation—the very same one Bo Yu had taken him to before. Naturally, it was impossible for them to accept the Gu family, who hadn’t treated Gu Qichi well.

Gu Qichi withdrew his gaze. His line of sight was very thin, his clear amber pupils refracting a cold light under the illumination. His eyelashes hung down, casting faint shadows under his eyes.

Visibly to the naked eye, the Gu family—or at least Gu Yuan’an—was doing very poorly right now.

Gu Qichi aimlessly let his mind wander beyond the heavens, not intending to initiate a conversation with Gu Yuan’an.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan’an on the hospital bed was observing his face.

The hospital curtains were made of sheer tulle. Soft sunlight shone through faintly, casting thin shadows on the young man’s face; even the fine peach fuzz on his face was clearly visible.

His eyebrows and eyes were thick and gorgeous, his facial features cold and charming. Looking closely, some of his contour lines were actually forty percent similar to Gu Yuan’an.
It was just that Gu Yuan’an’s looks were more like Gu Chengtian’s, while Gu Qichi had absorbed all the excellent points on Geng Tingxun’s and Gu Chengtian’s faces to a greater extent, looking more like Geng Tingxun’s face.

The heart within his chest cavity gurgled out scalding fresh blood, soaking the blood vessels in his limbs.

It was actually the first time Gu Yuan’an had properly looked at this biological younger brother. In the past, he had always carried terrifying prejudices, dismissing Gu Qichi with disdain. He even seemed to have some sort of persecution paranoia, believing Gu Qichi would do harm to Gu Yuning.

How could he have been so stupid?

Gu Yuan’an laughed self-deprecatingly.

Whatever Gu Yuning said, he believed.

Back when Gu Qichi had first moved back to the Gu family, Gu Yuan’an had also been full of anticipation for this younger brother. But very quickly, this anticipation was washed away by Gu Yuning lying in a hospital bed.

His own injuries hadn’t even healed yet when he abruptly received such a terrifying truth. His nerves taut, thinking the Gu family wouldn’t want him anymore, he had pulled out his IV needle in the hospital and swallowed a large dose of the medicine he was taking at the time. He was rushed to the emergency room to get his stomach pumped, barely having his life saved.

Gu Yuning was only sixteen at the time. It could be said that Gu Yuning had been carefully raised under Gu Yuan’an’s care.

Gu Chengtian and Geng Tingxun were busy with business matters and didn’t have time to take care of this newborn child. Gu Yuan’an was curious about his newly born younger brother, so he played with him all day. He didn’t let anyone else dress or feed him; he did everything personally.
Even the nanny at the time sighed with emotion, saying the Eldest Young Master truly liked the Little Young Master, having never seen an older brother who cherished his younger brother so much.

Therefore, after Gu Yuning kicked up a fuss about committing suicide several times, he cried as he snuggled into his arms and asked him: “Brother, will you, Mom, and Dad throw me away?”
Gu Yuan’an answered resolutely that they wouldn’t, and even swore to him that he would treat him better than Gu Qichi.

It was precisely because of this reason that when Gu Qichi returned to the Gu family and was repeatedly framed by Gu Yuning, Gu Yuan’an’s attitude toward Gu Qichi became increasingly worse.

To the point of developing into today’s terrible situation.

“Does he treat you very well?” Gu Yuan’an’s thoughts returned. He opened his mouth with difficulty, asking Gu Qichi, quietly waiting for his answer.

Gu Qichi glanced at him. His gaze was very light, his eyes extremely cold. It didn’t look like he was looking at his biological older brother; instead, it was like looking at a stranger.

Gu Qichi let out a mocking sound: “You should ask, who besides the Gu family has treated me poorly.”

He tilted his head, a curve hooking the corners of his lips. He was clearly smiling, but for some unknown reason, Gu Yuan’an felt a chill spreading layer by layer within this cramped space, freezing his blood, his limbs, his breathing inch by inch.

Gu Qichi continued speaking to himself: “Oh, it’s true there are some people who haven’t treated me very well.”

He leaned over and scooped up the withered bouquet from the head of the bed—it was a bunch of bright red roses. Unfortunately, the petals were withered, the branches shrunken, devoid of life and deathly still.

It was unknown how this bouquet was sent in. Gu Qichi plucked off a petal, nonchalantly grinding it against his thumb pad.

He stared at the moisture-drained petal in his hand, lazily lifting his eyelids. The corners of his peach blossom eyes turned up, coldness permeating: “But weren’t all those given to me by you and Gu Yuning? Cyberbullying, spreading rumors, doxxing…”

He slowly started laughing, his shoulders shaking: “So many people, so many things, all masterpieces of you and Gu Yuning. But other people have no grudges or enmity with me. So in the final analysis, it’s still only the Gu family who treats me poorly.”

“But I never could have imagined that you would find someone to spread pornographic rumors about me.”

Gu Yuan’an’s expression became flustered, his lips trembling. His five fingers tightly gripped the bedsheet beneath him: “What are you talking about?”

Gu Qichi stared at him amusedly, his eyes mocking, as if looking at some trash: “Those photos, didn’t you find someone to release them?”

Gu Qichi: “The publisher’s IP address is different from the one Gu Yuning usually uses. Furthermore, they were able to grasp all my whereabouts in recent years, and even exposed your face…”

Gu Qichi’s tone was very slow, his voice cold and clear, yet carrying a slight magnetic hoarseness, like whispering to a lover. But listening carefully, one could hear hatred within it: “Who else would have such vast connections reaching up to the sky? Able to dig up my apartment address, the schools I attended since childhood, and even expose your identity.”
“And act so swiftly. All the marketing accounts seem to have prepared all this in an organized, orderly, and premeditated manner. If I hadn’t gathered enough photos long ago, relying solely on those few photos, I’m afraid I would never have had a chance to turn things around again.”

Gu Qichi crumpled the petal in his hand into a ball and tossed it casually onto the floor.

“Only this way could I be shelved by the company, cyberbullied to the point of leaving the circle, and only this way could Gu Yuning smoothly continue on in the entertainment circle.”

Gu Qichi leaned closer to him. The depths of his eyes held pure bewilderment and incomprehension. Like a naive child, he slowly asked his most puzzled question: “Gu Yuan’an, exactly why do you hate me so much?”

Having everything exposed, Gu Yuan’an’s breathing rose and fell violently. His eyes were bloodshot and somewhat terrifying. He stared fixedly at Gu Qichi, speaking hoarsely: “Gu Qichi, then why do you hate the Gu family so much that you absolutely had to join forces to bankrupt the Gu family?”
“Blowing pillow talk beside Bo Yu, instigating him to make the Gu family go bankrupt, is this what you wanted?!”

He practically roared, the muscles on his face twitching, looking somewhat sinister.

Gu Qichi evaluated him thoughtfully. The corners of his lips hooked into a dazzlingly bright smile, instantly lighting up the entire room, shining brilliantly.

Gu Qichi: “Did the Gu family go bankrupt?”
Gu Qichi: “Then truly, congratulations.”

He was smiling radiantly, not caring in the slightest. Even being yelled at by Gu Yuan’an like this, he remained completely calm and unruffled, as if he hadn’t heard his angry accusations.

Gu Yuan’an looked at him through gritted teeth.

He had asked Gu Qichi to come over with the original intention of apologizing for his past actions, yet unknowingly, it had turned into this absurd situation.

They were clearly biological brothers thicker than water, yet separated by a bottomless chasm between them, impossible to cross no matter what.

“Gu Qichi…”

Gu Yuan’an still wanted to say something, but was abruptly cut off by Gu Qichi.

The rose petals had all been plucked bald by him, leaving only the flower stems with their thorns cut off, lonely, cold, and stubborn.

“You ask me why?”

Gu Qichi leaned over, getting close to Gu Yuan’an’s ear: “Gu Yuan’an, the year I was sixteen, when I just returned to the Gu family, I was framed by Gu Yuning who said I pushed him down the stairs. At that time, you actually saw it, didn’t you?”

Under the expensive crystal chandelier, two entangled figures, a piece of clothing hidden in the corner, the sound of a heavy object falling downstairs during the collision…
All of this clearly outlined the situation of that night, reminding Gu Yuan’an every moment of every day.

Gu Qichi tightly grabbed his hair, forcing him to tilt his head back and look directly at him.

The rose stems whipped against his face. Gu Qichi’s smile became increasingly dazzling, even causing the aegyo sal (silkworm bands) under his eyes to bulge out, yet there wasn’t a single bit of a smile in his eyes.

“That night, you saw it. You saw that it was Gu Yuning who pushed me down the stairs, but accidentally fell down himself. But you didn’t testify for me. Instead, you let Gu Chengtian slap me across the face.”

All the color faded from Gu Yuan’an’s face. He was deathly pale, even his lips shivering.

“Gu Qichi, I… I didn’t…”

He explained palely and powerlessly. Gu Qichi, however, let go of him in one swift motion. Unable to sit steadily, he fell back onto the bed.

Gu Qichi looked down at him condescendingly, his tone indifferent: “Long ago, even from the very first time I returned to the Gu family, I had already stopped holding any hope for Gu Chengtian and Geng Tingxun.”

“But the one who truly destroyed all my expectations was you.”
“My good older brother.”

Gu Qichi began to laugh. Looking at Gu Yuan’an twitching crazily on the bed, he suddenly felt the other man was very pitiful.

That night, Gu Yuan’an, who had just started college, had rushed home early. Holding two packages in his hands, he had prepared a gift for each of his two younger brothers.
He had hidden in the gap of the stairwell, intending to slip them into each of their rooms to see their surprised expressions.

Yet, upon going upstairs, he suddenly heard a commotion. Gu Yuan’an turned back to look, only to see Gu Yuning and Gu Qichi entangled together, fighting.

Gu Yuning seemed to have lost his mind, ugly obscenities constantly spilling from his mouth, stimulating Gu Qichi’s fragile and sensitive nerves.
Gu Yuan’an originally wanted to go down and separate them, but in the next second, Gu Yuning intentionally missed a step and fell down the stairs, even looking up to smile at Gu Qichi: “You’re finished.”
Then, he plummeted down.

Half of Gu Yuan’an’s heart ran cold.
His whole body went stiff, his blood freezing. Numbly, he returned to his own room and locked the door.

He had promised Gu Yuning that everything would revolve around him. If he testified, Xiao Ning would definitely be kicked out of the Gu family…
Qichi is also Mom and Dad’s child, Gu Chengtian and Geng Tingxun won’t do anything to him…

Gu Yuan’an didn’t testify. The gifts in his hands were knocked over at some unknown point, the bright and brilliant crystals inside shattering all over the floor. Gu Yuan’an’s fingers curled up powerlessly, thinking about getting Gu Qichi another replacement gift.

But this gift, after six years, after countless times, never appeared in Gu Qichi’s hands. Instead, it became a forever irreparable crack.
With the passage of time, with Gu Yuan’an’s indulgence of Gu Yuning, this tiny crack widened day by day, exposing a sinister interior, horrifyingly scarlet, making one’s heart tremble with fear.

Every time Gu Yuan’an saw Gu Qichi after that, he would think of that night, the shattered crystal, and the bright red slap mark on his face.

He felt guilty toward Gu Qichi, but felt even more contempt for his own actions.
Yet unknowingly, this contempt shifted from himself onto the innocent Gu Qichi.

Gu Yuan’an seemed to have imposed his disgust for himself onto Gu Qichi, as if it was Gu Qichi who had forced him to do this.
Gu Qichi also drifted further and further away from him.

But yesterday, when Bo Yu’s men held him down, watching piece by piece the evidence of Gu Yuning framing him, Gu Yuan’an finally realized how absurdly wrong he was.

All these years, all the fragility Gu Yuning had shown was faked…
Everything had been wrong from the very beginning…

If he had stepped forward to testify that day, would everything have become different?

Gu Yuan’an thought muddle-headedly. He regretted it, regretted not giving Gu Qichi everything he deserved.

Seeing him in this state, Gu Qichi only felt it was bad luck.

Gu Qichi: “Gu Yuan’an, I was bullied and humiliated by Gu Yuning, treated with contempt by Gu Chengtian, and trampled upon by you.”
Gu Qichi: “What reason do you think I have not to hate the Gu family, not to hate you, not to hate Gu Yuning?”
Gu Qichi: “Don’t you find it laughable?”

He sneered, casually tossing the flower stems in his hand onto Gu Yuan’an. His movements were as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water, not getting close to Gu Yuan’an in the slightest, deeply afraid of being contaminated by him.

“Gu Yuan’an, the ending you and the Gu family have today is entirely what you brought upon yourselves. It has nothing to do with me.”

If Gu Chengtian hadn’t been too greedy, wanting to swallow that piece of land; if Gu Yuan’an hadn’t been too rash and reckless, failing to carefully check the loopholes in the contract; if the entire Gu Corporation hadn’t been greedy for credit and acted rashly, throwing their entire capital chain into it…
The Gu Corporation wouldn’t have gone bankrupt so quickly.

Gu Qichi couldn’t be bothered to waste any more words on him, only sneering as he said:

“Gu Yuan’an, Gu Qichi died a long time ago. He was killed by your own hands.”

Immediately after, he disappeared from sight.