Seeing the emotions swirling in Gu Lingxue's eyes, Gu Yingzhi suddenly changed his expression, gently touching her cheek: "Lingxue, before your mom passed away, she asked dad to protect you well. Over the years, dad knows you're upset with me, but it's all for your own good. Dad is old now, and he doesn't want you to spend your life in this organization like he did. Lingxue, can you understand dad's good intentions?"
To Gu Lingxue, she's just a little girl, suppressed for many years, and Gu Yingzhi certainly knows she has resentment against him.
But people are inherently selfish.
There's no one who can escape my control in this life.
Even the leader of the Heimu Organization has become a puppet under my control, hasn't he?
Thinking of this, the smile on Gu Yingzhi's lips became even more pronounced.
Gu Lingxue lifted her head, looking at Gu Yingzhi, "Dad, did you ever really love my mom?"
If so, why have you been so harsh on me, your daughter?
