"But..." Mr. Gu wanted to say more, but Grandpa Gu cut him off with a wave of his hand.
"That's enough. Don't say any more. Our Jiaojiao has made it clear. Although she didn't grow up with us..."
"...the Sheng Family treated her well before they found their real daughter, and we poured all our efforts into that ungrateful wretch."
"No one is at fault, and no one owes anyone anything anymore. Let's not bring up the past."
"Jiaojiao said she's willing to be someone you can rely on, as long as you don't do anything to wrong her. That muddle-headed Jinghua was just an exception!"
Grandpa Gu spoke earnestly to his son and grandson. His happiness grew with every word, his face wrinkling into a smile that resembled a blooming yellow chrysanthemum.
"Grandpa, don't you worry. I won't do anything to let Jiaojiao down. I'll never be an ungrateful wretch," Second Brother Gu said, thumping his chest.
"Dad... I understand. We won't do anything foolish," Mr. Gu quickly agreed.
