Five years later, Mrs. Gu returned home with her child and became a wealthy family

outside the room.

Gu Jingheng walked towards the balcony, and Lin Yun followed him with her head down.

The cold wind came along with the man's cold words.

"Sister Yun, I'll have our driver come pick you up later. Starting tomorrow, you don't have to come over."

"What? Master... You can't do this to me. I've taken care of the young master since he was very young. No one knows his situation better than me. He..."

Gu Jingheng's eyes were indifferent. "But you almost hurt Qingtian just now. I can't keep someone who is dangerous to Qingtian."

"But I'm just worried that the young master will be bullied..."

"Bullying? Who's bullying whom now?"

Before Gu Jingheng could say anything, Sui Sui, who followed him out, couldn't help but retort.

When Sui Sui thought about how Lin Yun bullied Mu Zijin in the past two days, she only regretted that she was too young to protect her mother.

Otherwise, he would definitely retaliate in the same way the other person has treated him!

Gu Jingheng frowned and looked away, "Little friend, what did you say?"

Suisui clenched his fists, raised his bright and deep black eyes, and earnestly recounted what had happened in the past two days.

Gu Jingheng's calm and indifferent face suddenly became turbulent.

He looked at Lin Yun behind him in surprise.

Lin Yun felt guilty and there was a hint of fear on her face.

"Sister Yun, I asked you to stay to help, not to cause trouble."

Gu Jingheng let out a heavy breath and shook his head helplessly, "It seems that you are really not suitable to take care of Qingtian."

His expression became serious, as if he had made a decision, and he dialed the phone quickly.

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Lin Yun knelt down beside Gu Jingheng with tears streaming down her face, her hands clinging to the man's arm, her expression grim. "Master, I'm completely devoted to the young master. I just don't want him to be bullied. Just this once, please forgive me. How could the young master ever get used to life without me?"

She couldn't let Mu Zijin and the young master be in the same room!

Who knew that the woman saved the young master on the surface, but in fact, she had horrible selfish motives!

Lin Yun's mind was racing as she looked at Gu Jingheng expectantly.

The next second, Gu Jingheng raised his hand cruelly with an indifferent look.

"Whether you're used to it or not is up to you. But it seems you're no longer fit to take care of him."

No matter how Lin Yun begged, Gu Jingheng ignored her.

Half an hour later, someone from the old house knocked on the door, and a group of people filed in and took the noisy Lin Yun away.

The room finally became quiet.

Sui Sui looked towards the tall figure, his dark eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of inquiry.

When Gu Jingheng came back to his senses and looked at him, Suisui had regained her childlike bright appearance.

"Uncle, after Grandma goes back, my mom will be the only one taking care of Qingtian. Why don't you..."

Gu Jingheng's black eyes shrewdly swept across Sui Sui's harmless face and interrupted him directly.

"No need, I'm here."

What is the true face of this little brat?

Why... he always felt that this little brat was not as innocent as normal children?

The two people, one big and one small, have ulterior motives.

Gu Jingheng sat on the soft sofa and looked around.

The dim light was warm and cozy. In front of the sofa and under the TV were various photos of Mu Zijin and her two children.

He walked forward and gently stroked it with his fingertips.

He and Qingtian...seem to have never taken a photo together?

The man suddenly thought of something and turned to go to the kitchen to tidy up.

Until half an hour.

The door of the guest bedroom opened. Mu Zijin pinched her brows tiredly, organizing her words and preparing to give instructions to Gu Jingheng.

But the man suddenly handed over the white porcelain cup, with a hint of warmth in his expression.

"Drink something."

Mu Zijin looked at the hot cocoa in the cup in surprise and replied awkwardly:

"Thank you."

"Go sit over there for a while?"

"……it is good."

Mu Zijin followed Gu Jingheng and walked to the woven chairs on the balcony to sit down.

Mu Zijin's legs felt slightly weak.

The next second, the cup in her hand fell heavily. She felt her eyes blurred and she fell to the side in a daze.