At the joyful wedding banquet, Mr. Gu suddenly collapsed, and the atmosphere immediately turned chaotic.
Zuzi walked through the confused crowd, her gaze falling on Mr. Gu's old and weary face, her eyes gradually becoming stern.
Was it the Peace Spell she gave to Bao Gucheng that backfired on the old man?
Or was it because the old man defied fate last time, and now he had to repay it?
Everything in the world comes at a price.
No happiness can come out of thin air.
The joyful gathering of the Gu Family's three generations could not possibly last indefinitely.
Gu Qiusha leaned on the old man's shoulder, crying uncontrollably, "Dad, Dad, you promised you'd see me and my brother rebuild our families, so the kids would have their own places to belong. You still need to hold your great-granddaughter... You can't leave like this, you can't turn my wedding into a memorial day. If that's the case, I'd rather never get married, boohoo...
Zuzi's heart moved.
