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

Gu Jinhe still walked into the room and closed the door again. In an instant, the bright room became dim again.

The old lady closed the things in her hands and gently placed them on the table. She looked up at Gu Jinhe, pointed at the chair next to her and said, "Come and sit down."

She didn't say a word until Gu Jinhe sat down on the chair.

The old lady looked at the silent Gu Jinhe and said, "You came to me because of Jinhong's matter, right?"

Gu Jinhe said in an unclear tone: "Why do you want my third brother to get married?"

"I already have enough noble families standing behind me. I don't need any more help from my third brother."

Under the dim light, the old lady's expression was half under the lamp and half hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see the emotions on her face.

"Do you think the Murong family is so easy to deal with?"

"Can you bring down the Murong family with just a few hundred boxes of guns and explosives?"

"The seven great families have been secretly attacking the Murong family for decades, but they have not been able to take down the Murong family. Do you think that with just the next two or three years, you can do anything to the Murong family?"

Gu Jinhe said indifferently: "If that's the case, why did you go to such lengths to let Third Brother marry into the Qin family?"

"The problem that the seven great families can't solve, can you solve it by pulling Qin Yi into the Gu family's camp?"

The old lady leaned back in her chair and spoke in a tone that was neither loud nor soft, and it was hard to tell whether she was happy or angry: "Your brothers are going to get married anyway. If that's the case, why don't you let them choose their own marriage partners?"

"Jinhong agreed to be engaged to Qin Yi. No one in the Gu family forced him to do so. You don't have to come to me and ask for accusations. I didn't do anything."

Gu Jinhe felt helpless. She tilted her head to look at the old lady, frowning slightly. "I don't mean to blame you. I just went to see my third brother. He told me that this was his own decision and had nothing to do with anyone else."

The old lady glanced at her and said, "Then why did you come to see me?"

Gu Jinhe lowered his eyelids slightly and said softly: "I'm here to thank you."

The old lady looked at Gu Jinhe in surprise: "Thank me for what?"

Gu Jinhe pursed her lips and whispered, "I know you don't like outsiders living in the Gu family, but after Shuhua and Shumo got married, Dr. Yan and Han Sheng also lived in the Gu family for a while. You didn't stop them, and I'm very grateful."

The old lady raised her hand and pinched her brows, and said in a hoarse voice: "You came here specially to thank me for someone else?"

Gu Jinhe: "In my heart, calligraphy, painting and ink are not others."

The old lady put down her hand and looked at Gu Jinhe: "Did you come to me just to tell me this?"

"I know that these two girls have been with you for more than three years, and you have a very good relationship. Although I didn't go to their wedding, I sent them gifts. In this case, I won't mind if their husbands come to Gu's house."

Gu Jinhe turned her eyes to the surroundings of the room, but except for the two chairs where she and the old lady were sitting and the round table, everything else was covered with dust cloth, so she couldn't see what was inside.

This was the first time Gu Jinhe came to this room. She had never known that there was such a room in the old lady's yard.

Gu Jinhe tilted her head to look at the old lady. The light from the desk lamp softened the serious look on her face. She asked, "What is this room?"

The old lady closed her eyes slightly. After a while, she opened her eyes and looked at Gu Jinhe, but said nothing. She just pushed the things on the table towards Gu Jinhe, motioning her to open it and have a look.

Gu Jinhe looked at the thing on the table. It seemed to be a photo album. She was surprised. Could it be that inside it was...

When Gu Jinhe opened the first page and saw the photo of a man wearing a top hat, he couldn't help but be dazed.

The handsome appearance of the man in the photo is not inferior to Fu Huaiyuan at all. On the contrary, he has a calm and noble aura.

Next, Gu Jinhe looked through the entire photo album. Almost all of them were photos of men. There were also photos of the old lady when she was young, but there was only one photo of the two of them together.

In the photo, there is a man wearing a neat suit and holding a cane standing in the woods, and there is also a man wearing a moon-white gown, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking at the camera with indifferent eyes.

There is also a man riding on a tall horse with a faint smile on his face.

The only photo of the old lady and the man was taken in a garden. The old lady was holding flowers and sniffing them with her eyes closed, while the man was standing beside her, looking at her tenderly.

Gu Jinhe's hands holding the photo album turned slightly pale. Without the old lady's introduction, she knew who the man in the photo was.

Murong Qinglan, her biological grandfather.

After several decades, this pair of grandparents and grandchildren can only look at each other through photos, and the people in the photos don't know that they will have a granddaughter in the future.

People outside the photo can only know his appearance and remember his look through the photo.

When the old lady saw Gu Jinhe finished reading, a complex emotion appeared on her face. She slowly said, "Your grandfather usually looks cold to others, but he takes off his cold armor in front of me."

"He is actually a very gentle person at heart. He is kind and tolerant, and he always has compassion for those who are not happy in life."

"It is because of his kindness that I have the opportunity to get close to him."

Gu Jinhe tilted his head to look at the old lady, and said calmly, "You are going to tell me again that you don't regret the decision you made back then, right?"

The old lady shook her head gently: "I don't regret meeting him, nor do I regret giving birth to your father. The only thing I regret is avoiding the Murong family."

"If I had been more ruthless to the Murong family back then and had killed Murong Qingse regardless of the consequences, wouldn't we be in this situation now?"

Gu Jinhe lowered his eyelids little by little, looking at the album in his hand, his pale fingers trembling slightly.

"It has already happened. No matter how much you regret it, it will be useless."

After a while, in the quiet room, the old lady's voice was low and hoarse: "Are you blaming me for Qin Song's matter?"

Gu Jinhe paused, and his tone became calm: "I said, it has already happened, and it is useless to regret it."

The old lady said in a deep voice: "You still blame me."

She has lived most of her life, and when she looks back, she finds that many things could have been avoided.

If the old lady had been more decisive back then, and not been restrained by the arms and explosives factory, and had taken action against Murong Qingse earlier, perhaps many things would have had a different outcome.

Gu Jinhe sighed inwardly and said calmly: "The decision we made at that time was only the right one at the time. No one knows what will happen many years later. Some things cannot be predicted in advance."