C8 Sad Old Father

"Your dad is very well."

When they reached the stairs, Mu Yi said solemnly.

Gu Qingli was stunned.

"They were worried about me too. Otherwise, they wouldn't have done this. I'm sorry."

Gu Qingli didn't say anything more. As she spoke, she took off his suit. There was a clear scar on his suit, and his clothes were tattered. Even the shirt underneath was the same. One could imagine how well the old man had recovered from his illness.

"It'll hurt. Endure it."

Gu Qingli furrowed her brows as she saw the long scar on his back. Her brows were furrowed tightly, and a look of worry could be seen on her face.

"No problem."

Mu Yi's voice was heavy. Seeing that she had taken off her suit and shirt, his gaze was still the same as before. His eyes slightly wavered.

As the disinfectant made contact with the wound, a slight bubbling sound was heard. Even Gu Qingli felt a little bit of pain when he looked at it, but Mu Yi Chen didn't make a sound.

There was an old scar on his left shoulder. It looked to be quite old. The scar was long and stretched across his back, making him look terrifying.

"This is …"

Her hand was a little cold, and when it came into contact with the wound it brought a numb sensation. Mu Yi Chen's heart suddenly moved as he felt something that he couldn't catch with a bang.

"Punishment for wrongdoing."

He spoke indifferently. Behind him, Gu Qingli's fingertip slowly moved across every inch of his back, causing a ticklish sensation to emanate from every part of his body. It was as if that deep pain from years ago had started to dissipate as she caressed every part of his body.

Gu Qingli's brows remained furrowed. After a long while, he turned around and said, "It's good that you know what's wrong. If you don't mind, just wear my brother's clothes first."

Mu Yi frowned slightly.

"Don't just look at his slovenly appearance, I've washed my clothes very cleanly."

Gu Qingli smiled as she spoke.

"Alright."

When he said she had washed the clothes, Mu Yi Chen opened his mouth and returned. He saw that she had picked up the shirt and suit beside her and said: "I'll fix this clothes for you. When you leave, just make do with it first."

Mu Yi Chen was stunned again. He was actually a bit looking forward to her words. He calmly said, "Alright."

Seeing her leave, Mu Yi's gaze slowly stopped at the room he was in.

"This room is yours?"

Very soon, Gu Qingli walked in with Gu Qingchen's clothes in her hands. At the same time, Gu Qingchen's wails came from downstairs.

"That was your birthday present. I haven't worn it twice yet!"

The corners of Gu Qingli's lips curled up in a smile, "Yes, there's no need to bother with him."

Mu Yi took the clothes. The clothes had a faint fragrance, not tiresome nor monotonous, just right and proper.

When they went downstairs again, Gu Mulan saw that his daughter still had a wronged look on her face, and sighed as if she had been abandoned.

"The old man is already old and has just recovered from a serious illness. My daughter isn't comforting her old father."

Gu Mulan raised his head and stole a glance at Gu Qingli, feeling even more wronged when he saw his daughter turning her head away from him. In addition, Gu Qingchen was fanning the flames by the side: "This old man, come on, you bullied A Li the moment you entered the door. She's pregnant with your two grandsons, you have the right to do so too."

Gu Mulan's face froze for a second, filled with regret. He glared fiercely at Gu Qingchen, and then looked at Gu Qingli with an expression full of tears.

"Ah Li, Daddy is the one who pulled you up full of sh * t. Tell me, Daddy has hard work even if he doesn't have any merits. Daddy will still have to take care of your child in the future. You really won't forgive Daddy. Daddy is so hungry!"

Gu Qingli's heart had long since softened, and she looked over helplessly. Gu Mulan seized the opportunity to accuse her, "You don't know, Gu Qingchen hasn't fed me properly at all. Look, your old father's already skinny!"

Gu Qingchen immediately jumped up and said: "Old man! The heavens could judge! Who played games every day till so late? "

Gu Qingli burst out laughing, rolling her eyes at the two of them, "Alright, alright, I'll cook now, okay?"

"No, no, no, how could I bear to see my daughter tired?"

Seeing that she had made up with him, Gu Lang Nan immediately beamed with joy.

"You can cook for me as your daughter."

Gu Qingli pursed her lips, her eyes looking as if they had sand in them. She turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Mu Yi Chen turned around and was about to follow her, but was stopped by Gu Mulan's shout.

"You, come over here. You're a guest, I'll make some tea for you."

"Right, right, right. You're a guest. My sister's cooking has always been done by me!" Gu Qing Chen sneered as he glanced at Mu Yi Chen, who seemed to be provoking him as he walked past him. Mu Yi Chen stood where he was and looked towards the kitchen, where Gu Qing Li's small figure was already busy.

Gu Xinnan nodded and followed him out.

For a city like this to have a small courtyard like the Gu family in such a small place, with blue bricks, stone tiles, and a huge locust tree as a teahouse, Mu Yizhen's eyes were filled with admiration.

The Gu Clan was not simple.

Inside the room, Gu Qingchen was leaning on the kitchen door with a smug smile on his face as he looked at the long-awaited scene. Gu Qingli turned and rolled his eyes at him, "Only my own brother would ignore his sister having two balls in her stomach and ask her to cook dinner. He said he was my assistant, but he didn't do anything about it."

Gu Qingchen giggled, "Aiya, you don't know, in the past few months I've been getting tired of eating fast food with this old man!"

Gu Qingli's heart felt a little sad for a moment before it quickly dissipated. He furrowed his brows and asked, "Is Dad really okay?"

If he really did beat her up and scolded her, then that would be good. But now, she was afraid that he would keep everything in his heart. If he did, she would die from sadness.

"It's fine. Don't you know that when Qin Zhiwei came to visit, my father placed his hands on his hips and left with a shameful expression on his face?"

Gu Qingchen laughed as he recalled this, and then he said, "He knows that you are doing this because he had no choice. Besides, even if this child didn't want it, do you think the old man would be willing to part with it? He believes in Buddha, so why would he be willing to do so?"

Tears streamed down Gu Qingli's face.

Gu Qingchen smiled and walked over, rubbing her head: "Come, come, brother's embrace is open to you, you can only do it after you've cried."

Gu Qingli punched him and said in a somewhat aggrieved tone, "If I knew it would happen like this, why would I still be angry outside? Don't you know that every time that old lady from the Qin Clan came, she would be so weird that it would make people feel weird?"

"Alright, alright, I've wronged our little princess. In the future, whenever big brother sees that old woman, he will avenge you."

Gu Qingchen tried to coax her as if she was a child. Gu Qingli rolled his eyes again and said, "Brother, I believe you've also been served by our family's laws."

"Where is it, how is it possible!" Gu Qingchen denied it.

Gu Qingli slapped her on the head and glared at him, "Do you think I didn't see the clothes you changed out of in your room? They were all broken!"

It was exactly the same as the one on Mu Yi Chen's body. It was a crack caused by the little sheepskin whip.

"Does it hurt?" she asked, pursing her lips.

"Nonsense!" However, it's fine if the old man hits me, but if he doesn't, I'll always feel uneasy somewhere. " Gu Qingchen shrugged.

Gu Qingli understood the meaning behind her words, and she smiled at him. There was no need for her to say anything more. The two of them were siblings that depended on each other for their lives, and the mutual understanding between them had never been lacking.

When dinner was ready, the sun had just set and the breeze in the small courtyard made people feel extremely comfortable. Gu Qingchen loudly called out for someone to bring the dishes out, and when Gu Qingli came out, Mu Yi was sitting calmly with a calm expression.

"Use your skills."

"Now run."

"Let's go."

"Pushing the tower!"

"Defend."

Mu Yi's sunken eyes glanced over them from time to time, then he would give some pointers. Gu Qinglan pursed his lips and had a serious expression on his face, which made Gu Qingli feel like laughing.

"We won!" Gu Mulan's face was full of satisfaction and pride, which made Gu Qingli suddenly feel funny. He was obviously in his fifties, but the more he lived, the more he returned, like a child.

Seeing her come out, Mu Yi's gaze turned towards her. He stood up and walked towards her, but just as he took two steps his phone rang.

Seeing him pick it up, she hung up very quickly.

"What's the matter?" Gu Qingli asked.

"If you have anything to do, do you want to eat before you go? I'll go get some clothes for you." Gu Qingli asked as she looked at the dishes on the table.

"There's nothing to do. There's no rush!" Mu Yi returned to her side and walked over, sitting down very naturally.

Gu Qingchen walked out and said in a weird tone: "I still think my sister's culinary skills are good. She hasn't eaten anything as delicious as this, so you're lucky, kid."

Gu Qingli felt helpless. She was not afraid of anything, and she was probably talking about Gu Qingchen.