Liang Xiaoqi was terrified, wiping her tears: "Where has there ever been a grandfather who curses his own grandson with retribution? What kind of person says such things..."
Qiao Yi stepped forward and hugged Yunxi: "Don't be sad."
Just now, when Gu Yibo was confronting Yunxi, the coldness and disappointment emanating from Yunxi was clearly captured by Qiao Yi.
She knew Yunxi was heartbroken again.
In addition to the grief of losing the old ancestor, he also saw clearly to what extent his grandfather could act so recklessly.
Qiao Yi patted Yunxi's back: "Don't be sad, it will pass, don't be sad."
Thinking about the injury on Yunkai's face just now, Yunxi felt pain just looking at it. He blinked, wanting to shatter the vulnerability that surged forth, but with Qiao Yi in his arms, he couldn't rebuild his facade, even if it was just pretending to be strong.
He gently let go of Qiao Yi, smiling: "I'm fine."
Song Zhen and his wife accompanied Fang Lingwei down the stairs.
