Rebirth: Mr. Fu will not cancel the engagement this time

Gu Jinhe no longer needs any explanation that he can't wait for.

So she faced her inner self, reopened the theater, and lived her life seriously.

Don't expect, don't hope, don't wait.

Gu Jinhe stood up, lowered his eyes and looked at the old lady indifferently, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said calmly: "I have something else to do, so I won't accompany you."

After saying that, he looked away, turned around and left.

In the huge courtyard, the old lady was the only one left, still sitting alone under the stage.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sun above our heads gradually became hotter.

The old housekeeper came in holding an umbrella. He held the umbrella over the old lady's head and said, "Go back."

The old lady sat in the chair without moving. After a long while, she spoke: "This child is blaming me, she is blaming me, she hates me."

The old lady looked up at the old housekeeper and repeated, "She hates me..."

The old butler then noticed that the old lady's face was full of tears.

This was the second time the old butler saw the old lady cry.

The old housekeeper said: "The fact that the young lady hates you shows that she cares about you. If you were an insignificant person, why would she bother to hate you?"

The old lady smiled bitterly: "But I don't want to care so much. She is the only thing he left me. I don't want to lose her anymore."

If you care about someone with hatred, sooner or later this hatred will be forgotten.

When that day really comes, it will be the last time he disappears from this world.

But she didn't want to. She didn't want him to be faded away and forgotten in this world.

Over the past few decades, she has always insisted that she was not wrong, and she firmly believes that she will not regret it.

I just don't want to forget the last trace of this person.

If Gu Chenjun and Gu Jinhe did not exist in this world, then Qinglan would really disappear from her heart.

In fact, the old lady didn’t care about whether it was right or wrong. She did all this just to prove that this man, the man she deeply loved, existed and came to this world.

Now that Gu Jinhe’s background has been exposed, the name Murong Qinglan will be mentioned again.

But if Gu Jinhe no longer existed in this world, then this name would only exist on the tombstone and the tablet, without even anyone to pay tribute to him.

So to this day, the old lady has always firmly believed that she will not regret it.

Because she has got what she wanted, and no one in this world has forgotten this person.

Gu Jinhe's existence is proof that this person has appeared.

Whenever she thought of this incident, the old lady felt relieved.

But now, seeing the indifference in Gu Jinhe's eyes, the old lady felt a little confused.

Was it really wrong for her to persist all these years?

The old lady still remembers that scene to this day. When the first handful of soil was sprinkled on his coffin, her heart was buried underground with this man.

No one knew how she attended his funeral that year. It was the first time she felt that the day was too long and time was no different from the past.

But the sun that day was high and dazzling, as if it had been rising for a whole year and had never set.

Her whole body was scorched by the sun, and whenever she looked up at the sun, she would cry from the burns.

She never went to his grave again after that, but she could never forget the scene in her mind.

She insisted on giving birth to the child, which was the last trace of this person's existence in this world.

So she will never regret it, ever.

When the old butler heard the old lady's words, his heart sank and he handed the handkerchief to the old lady.

He asked, "Are you ready to take action against the Murong family?"

The old lady took the handkerchief, slowly wiped away the tears on her face, and her eyes gradually grew colder.

"No, it's the Bai family. I want the Bai family to pay the price for what they did back then."

The old lady stood up and said, "Follow me out to meet someone."

The old butler: "Who are you going to see?"

The old lady said expressionlessly: "Yang Wen."

Half an hour later, Gu Jinhe received the news that the old lady had left the Gu family.

This was the second time the old lady had left the Gu family in all these years.

The first time was when Gu Jinhe was assassinated by Yang Lin on the way back home from Qin's house, so the old lady went to Qin's house in person.

Xu Cheng stood beside Gu Jinhe and whispered, "If Miss wants to know where the old lady went, I can send someone to investigate."

Gu Jinhe lowered her eyes and looked at her hand. At this moment, a little turtle was lying in the palm of her hand.

The little turtle was timid at first and didn't dare to show its head. Later, when it saw that there was no danger, it slowly stretched out its limbs, and stared at Gu Jinhe with its eyes, which were smaller than sesame seeds, without blinking.

Gu Jinhe stretched out his index finger and gently touched the little turtle's head, and the little turtle quickly retracted into its shell.

Gu Jinhe curled the corners of his lips slightly and said to Xu Cheng: "No need, I know where she went and who she was going to meet."

Haven't we been waiting for this moment for so many days?

None of those who killed her parents will have an easy life.

From that day on, the old lady became extra active and reconnected with all her old relationships.

The old ladies from the six great families have already paid a visit.

Wu Lu personally saw the old lady off to the car and left the Wu family's gate, and then he immediately called Gu Jinhe.

Wu Lu: "Hey, what do you want to do?"

Don't think that he doesn't know that Gu Jinhe has no involvement in this. Old Madam Gu has not been concerned with worldly affairs for many years. She has lived in her Qinglan Courtyard all year round and rarely goes out.

But now no one knows what happened that made the old lady who never goes out go out go out.

He also personally visited the heads of other families.

Wu Lu was the youngest patriarch among the major families. Others sat when meeting the old lady, but he stood.

After Gu Jinhe answered the call, he turned on the speaker, put the phone on the table beside him, and focused all his attention on the little turtle in his hand.

"I didn't do anything."

Wu Lu sneered: "You can lie to others, but it's hard to lie to me."

"Tell me, what are you going to do?"

Gu Jinhe extended his index finger and stroked the turtle's back again and again, whispering, "I really didn't do anything. Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Wu Lu's voice came from the phone, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone: "You really didn't do anything?"

Gu Jinhe said calmly: "I don't want to repeat my words for the third time."

"Anything else? If not, I'll hang up now."

"Hey, hey, wait!"

Wu Lu quickly said, "Don't you want to know what the old lady said to me?"

Gu Jinhe looked at the little turtle that had once again retreated into its shell and said, "I don't want to."

Wu Lu: "This has something to do with you, don't you really want to know?"

Gu Jinhe frowned slightly and asked, "Are you done yet?"

As if he had heard something from Gu Jinhe's tone, Wu Lu said bluntly: "You are treating the old lady as a knife in your hand. How dare you! Aren't you afraid that the knife will be pointed at you one day?"