Now that the timing is right, Gu Dehao naturally has to take his brothers to seek revenge.
Gu Jin frowned slightly and murmured, "Got it, be careful."
"Don't worry, my daughter, your old father hasn't seen you get married and have kids yet."
As Gu Jin was about to put a strawberry in her mouth, she paused at Gu Dehao's words.
Marriage? Having kids?
These things seemed too distant for her.
If it were the Gu Jin from a year ago, she might have joked with her father, even teasingly told him she had no plans to marry.
Now, she couldn't bring herself to say it.
Because the first person she thought of was An Mingji, far away in Italy.
He was the child she had personally raised.
Gu Dehao, not hearing his daughter's voice, thought she was embarrassed and decided to let his wife handle those matters later.
After teasing Gu Jin a bit, he hung up the phone.
Gu Jin put down the phone, gave up eating the fruit, and nestled gloomily on the soft couch.
