Gu Xingyang wasn't trying to claim credit. If given the choice, she would gladly live an uneventful, peaceful life.
"Suihe," Gu Kaiyuan said, placing the child next to Bai Suihe and tightly grasping her hands. "It's my fault for being so useless. I failed to protect you both."
Bai Suihe had finally remembered him, but why was there a hint of distance in her eyes? She must still be blaming him.
"No. If we ever clash with the Gu Family again, whose side will you take?"
Thinking of everything she had recalled, Bai Suihe couldn't help but feel a lingering sense of resentment.
Before, she was merely an observer—what happened to others was just a story. But when it happened to her, it was a tragedy.
"After all this time, can you still not see where I stand?
"From now on, I have absolutely nothing to do with the Gu Family. Whether they live or die is none of my concern."
"But what if Gu Baijiang—"
