Speaking of Jia Xuan, Ou Lan felt a bit resentful, "That troublesome girl Jia Xuan, I wonder what she's been up to these years. She rarely comes back during vacations. She used to love clinging to Xiao Tuo, but for the past five years, she hasn't seen him even once, which seems strange."
Zhan Moxiao's gaze was particularly deep. He looked at Gong Lingtuo, frowned, and thought for a moment, but couldn't help asking, "Xiao Tuo, be honest with your father, has there been a problem between you and Jia Xuan?"
Gong Lingtuo felt as if a knife had cut through his chest, causing the scar that had long healed to ache again. It turned out that both his father and Ou Xiaolan could sense the issue between him and Jia Xuan.
This was the last thing he wanted anyone to notice or even mention.
He hoped everything would remain the same as before, hoped the girl still loved him, that their family would remain together forever.
But now, this facade of peace had been torn open.
