Gu Jiaojiao watched Mrs. Sheng's hastily retreating figure. "Dad, Shu Ci, what's wrong with her?"
Su Shuochi narrowed his eyes slightly. "She accused you for no reason, and when you called her out, she got flustered and ran."
Mr. Gu shook his head and sighed. "Jiaojiao, I don't feel guilty at all anymore. Sheng Yueyue must have inherited her mother's knack for making unreasonable scenes."
Gu Jiaojiao was speechless.
'Mr. Gu really isn't a stick-in-the-mud at all,' she thought. 'He probably won't feel guilty about Sheng Yueyue anymore.'
'But does he know that his biological daughter has already passed on?'
The past was dust. It was pointless to dwell on it.
With that person gone, judging who was right or wrong was now meaningless.
As for Mrs. Sheng, you couldn't entirely blame her. Everyone has a stumbling block or two in their heart that they can't get over.
