Mr. Gu had just woken up from the hospital not even two days ago.
Insisting on returning to the old house to hold a family banquet and resolve Gu Qiusha's issue, he discharged himself early despite the doctor's objections.
At this moment, his body was still weak; in the hot summer, he wore a light wool hat, draped in a thick cashmere shawl, supported by a cane, and needed a maid to assist him as he slowly made his way down the stairs and onto the lawn of the back garden.
But when his gaze met Gu Qiusha, who had turned to look at him, among the crowd.
In an instant, his aged and frail face seemed to be enveloped in a faint starlight, emanating an unprecedented radiance.
Especially his eyes, filled with wrinkles and blood vessels, seemed to burst with brilliance at that moment, welling up with a thick mist of tears!
His once beloved youngest daughter!
The daughter he hadn't seen in over twenty years!
