Gu Qiangwei didn't answer, but saw the pain in Nangong He's eyes.
"Grandpa."
That neither too light nor too heavy "Grandpa" made Nangong He realize something. He looked at her, didn't speak, and just waited for her to continue.
After looking at him, Gu Qiangwei glanced at her father once more.
In this family, the only ones who really had emotions towards Nangong Feifei were Grandpa and father.
"I… killed Nangong Feifei."
She didn't want to hide this matter, lest they find out from someone else if she concealed it.
Upon hearing this sentence, Nangong He's body, weathered through the years, visibly shook. And Nangong Mingchuan, naturally, changed his expression in disbelief.
But it seemed no one blamed Gu Qiangwei. In their hearts, they all clearly understood that between Feifei and Qiangwei, it was either her death or Qiangwei's demise.
