"No need."
When Qiu Yan chased after them, all she heard were these cold words from Gu Beicheng.
Watching the two leave, her steps became rigid, and tears unconsciously streamed down her face.
Gu Beicheng got directly into the car, and Chi He didn't dare to ask more questions, quickly getting in and shutting the car door.
For the past twenty years, Madam knew of the Seventh Young Master's existence, but she never went to find him.
If it weren't for Miss Niannian's matter, they wouldn't have found this place, and the Seventh Young Master wouldn't have even known that Madam was still alive.
So, when the Seventh Young Master said "no need," it seemed justified.
If Madam had anything to say, she always had the means to find the Seventh Young Master, even if it were just his phone number.
Unfortunately, she did nothing.
Perhaps, the Seventh Young Master wasn't angry; he just couldn't face it.
The SUV started again, leaving the isolated courtyard.
