"Be good, don't get mad, don't get mad!" Gu Junzhu smiled as he gently stroked her back, like smoothing the fur of a bristling cat. "Lowly people will meet their own reckoning. Look at them now, aren't they already facing karma?"
"Exactly!"
Thinking about how Father Yu said that scumbag had his money swept away, his assets frozen by the bank, and was about to be left with nothing, Ye Xingbei felt particularly vindicated. "Did Yu Mo intentionally avoid their family of three?"
"No," Gu Junzhu said, "Yu Mo went overseas for a business trip. But even if he hadn't, he wouldn't meet with them. Yu Mo might seem like a pushover, but he's actually quite sharp. After I got him out of prison, I arranged for him to study under a renowned mentor. This guy has an IQ of 140— a bona fide genius. His brain works exceptionally well."
Ye Xingbei was speechless. "Ever since I met you, I feel like geniuses are a dime a dozen."
