Gong Xiu closed his eyes in pain, and when he opened them again, his narrow, peach-blossom-shaped eyes were brimming with disappointment.
"You want her to treat you like her mother, but you don't treat her as your daughter. Mom, it's not that I've disappointed you, it's you who've let me down, so very disappointed."
He strode out of the study, leaving Lu Qinghe standing there in astonishment.
After taking a shower, Gong Xiu warmed up a glass of milk for Ning Xixi downstairs.
He went upstairs and knocked on the door.
Ning Xixi opened the door, and he handed her the cup, "Drink some milk, it's good for sleep."
"…Thank you." Ning Xixi took it, her hair still dripping wet, her eyes clear as washed, causing Gong Xiu a pang of discomfort.
Caught between Lu Qinghe and Ning Xixi, he wasn't feeling great either.
"Whatever happens in the future, come to me first. I'll protect you." His lips moved slightly as he gently uttered these words.
"…"
