Study Room
Gu Moqian halted in his steps and turned around, his dark eyes fixed on Gu Zhimin as he said, "I know what you're about to say. But my patience has its limits. Your daughter has repeatedly hurt my wife, and I won't let it slide this time."
"Xiao Xin was indeed wrong. You've handed her over to Aunt, right? Aunt will surely discipline her properly when we get home. She's still young. Locking her up isn't appropriate," Gu Zhimin hurriedly said.
"Isn't it a bit too late for discipline now?" Gu Moqian's tone was heavy and brooding.
"Moqian, Aunt knows you've always held a grudge about what happened back then. But it's been so many years. We're family. Xiao Xin is still your younger sister. Could you…"
Before she could finish, Gu Moqian cut her off coldly, "If she truly thought of me as her brother, she wouldn't do such things to hurt my wife!"
Gu Zhimin's face alternated between red and white, her fists clenching tightly without her realizing.
