She looked sad, so she didnât dare ask her at all. But when she pondered on the old manâs bad attitude towards Gu Xingshen these days, she guessed that the old man was right. Young Master Gu had made a mistake.
So this time she stood decisively on the old manâs side!
âOld master, Young Master Gu is here.â Nanny Lin took Gu Xingshen to the living room.
Grandpa Gong saw that he had come, but he didnât look at him, neither did he speak. He sat there reading the newspaper.
âGrandpa Gongâ¦â Gu Xingshen stood in front of him.
âHm. What can this old man do for you?â
âGrandpa Gong, please let me see Xiao Qiao.â Gu Xingshen looked at him with an earnest expression.
Grandpa Gong frowned. When did this boy start to understand things?
Could it be that he heard and understood the undertone in his words?
Didnât he clearly say that Xiao Qiao wasnât here?
Or was this kid just pretending in order to cheat him?
However old ginger was still spicy. Grandpa Gong didnât compromise so quickly.
âSit down.â Grandpa Gong took off his glasses and put the newspaper down too.
Gu Xingshen sat down with patience.
âYou havenât been here for a long time. Play chess with Grandpa!â
Nanny Lin hurriedly went to get the chess board.
Gu Xingshen was anxious to know the news about Gong Xiaoqiao, but he couldnât brush off the old manâs request, and sat there without saying a word to play chess with him.
Gu Xingshen was absent-minded, so he was soon defeated.
âCheckmate.â Grandpa Gong touched his white beard that hadnât been easy to grow.
What Gong Xiaoqiao had liked best when she was a child was to pull Grandpaâs beard. In order to make his little granddaughter happy, not only did he not cut it, he also kept it for a long time.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Later, when the little girl grew up, this habit was still mantained.
The chess was over, and Gu Xingshen was a little impatient. âGrandpa Gong, Xiao Qiao, sheâ¦â
âKid, let me ask you something!â Grandpa Gong interrupted.
âPlease ask.â
Grandpa Gong looked at him seriously. âDid you touch my girl?â
Gu Xingshen looked stunned, then his thin lips tightened, and a faint red halo slowly emerged on his cheeks.
After a while, he spoke. âTouched.â
Grandpa Gong jumped to his feet and picked up the gun hanging on the wall.
The limited edition model of a commemorative AK-47. Although it was used as a souvenir decoration, it had live ammunition.
Gu Xingshen stood motionless and allowed the muzzle of the black hole to be aimed at himself.
âGrandpaââ
A cry came from the kitchen behind.
The figure that haunted his dreams quickly rushed out in front of him.
âXiao Qiaoâ¦â Gu Xingshenâs voice was a little excited.
Gong Xiaoqiao hurriedly went to snatch the gun from Grandpa Gongâs hand. âGrandpa, what are you doing? Itâs not a good idea to shoot him. Youâll go to jail. Itâs not worth it! Put the gun down!â
âXiao Qiao, what are you doing out? Get in there!â Grandpa Gong looked at her angrily and glared at her, not listening to a word of what she was saying at all.
âCanât I come out? Grandpa, youâre more than a level above him. Donât do such a dangerous thing! Itâs worrisome!â Gong Xiaoqiao complained, snatched the gun and held it firmly in her hands and then run to the corner of the living room and threw it far away.
Gu Xingshenâs eyes chased after her, clearly wanting to chase her and he couldnât help but stand.
Grandpa Gong hit the table and Gu Xingshen hurriedly turned his head again, looking solemn and serious.
âBoy, let me ask you, what are you going to do?â Grandpa Gong stood with his hands and stared at him angrily.
Gu Xingshen didnât hesitate to say, âI will be responsible.â