After Gu Qiaoqiao finished speaking, she slowly said, "Uncle, you're at this age, how can you still be so naive?"
Gu Zhixing was taken aback and looked at Gu Qiaoqiao.
Maybe because of all the things she had been through, or maybe because she was by the Old Patriarch's side, plus the influence of Qin Yize, when Gu Qiaoqiao became serious, she gave off an aura of authority without anger.
Though young, her presence was formidable.
So much so that Gu Zhixing forgot what he wanted to say next.
He could only hesitate and say, "Qiaoqiao..."
"Uncle, didn't Uncle Fang tell you in the courtyard the other day? You've already forgotten so quickly. And this issue isn't as simple as you slapping me and me kicking you, with a few intermediaries mediating and resolving it. This is a grudge that has festered for twenty years. Can a simple apology resolve it?"
"But I..."
"Uncle, I don't think Uncle Fang is looking for an apology."
