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Gu Tianhao didn’t want Gu Qingcheng to take revenge on Chu He and her daughter. After all, Chu He was his wife, but they meant nothing compared to his inheritance.

“I don’t know what you’re planning,” he said, feigning tenderness as he looked at Gu Qingcheng. “But you’re my daughter. I’ll support you in whatever you want to do.

Gu Qingcheng wanted Gu Tianhao to admit that he wanted Chu He dead for the inheritance, knowing that she wanted Chu He dead herself.

In the end, Gu Tianhao cleverly deflected the decision back to Gu Qingcheng, letting her decide the fate of Chu He and her daughter.

Of course, she wanted Chu He and Gu Mei to die, but death was too easy for them.

Just as she was about to speak, her phone rang. She paused and took out her phone, seeing that it was Yuan Qiaolan calling.

Yuan Qiaolan had called multiple times, but she had not answered, only replying that she was dealing with the inheritance.

Yuan Feng, still unaware of the deal between her and Yuan Qiaolan, called every few days, but she always hung up on him, using various excuses.

Since Yuan Feng knew she was Gu Qingcheng, he could only see her in the media or at the Peach Lotus Cup if he wanted to see her. She didn’t have time to deal with someone who wanted to take advantage of her.

She hung up Yuan Qiaolan’s call. As she was about to text Yuan Qiaolan that she was busy, Yuan Qiaolan called again.

Gu Tianhao, appearing considerate, suggested, “It seems urgent. Answer the phone first. We can talk later.”

Gu Qingcheng didn’t want to answer, but given Yuan Qiaolan’s persistence, she glanced at Gu Tianhao, nodded, and walked away to take the call.

“Gu Qingcheng, are you going back on your word?” Yuan Qiaolan’s voice was furious on the phone. “How many days has it been since our deal? You’re trending every day, even participating in the Peach Lotus Cup, but you can’t answer my calls? Let me tell you, you can forget about learning the cause of your mother’s death in this lifetime if you don’t give me the money.” Gu Qingcheng was about to respond when Yuan Qiaolan hung up.

She frowned and dialed back, but Yuan Qiaolan didn’t answer. Clearly, she wouldn’t pick up again.

Immediately, Gu Qingcheng sent a text to Yuan Qiaolan with the address of a restaurant.

She needed to find out the cause of Mu Xia’s death. She planned to see Yuan Qiaolan after the death anniversary. Ignoring Yuan Qiaolan would only be detrimental to her.

While Gu Qingcheng was on the phone, Gu Tianhao had already considered the situation.

As she approached him, he said, “Qingcheng, tell me, what do you want Daddy to do?”

Gu Qingcheng smiled. “What do I want you to do? I’ve told you clearly that our blood is as thin as water. I can forgive you for everything, but not Chu He and her daughter.

“And since Chu He is your wife, the decision is yours, not mine. So you tell me what to do. It’s something you have to be very clear on.”

“Don’t be angry. I didn’t say you threatened me,” Gu Tianhao quickly replied. “What do you think about sending Chu He and Gu Mei abroad so they can’t return to Jiang City for the rest of their lives? You won’t be angry if you don’t see them, right?”

“Sending them abroad again?” Gu Qingcheng’s smile widened. “You liked sending people abroad so much? When I was studying overseas, you didn’t give me any living expenses.”

Gu Tianhao’s expression stiffened. He apologized, “Qingcheng, I’ve let you down in the past. I…”

“I don’t want to hear about the past,” Gu Qingcheng interrupted him. “You’ve said the same thing before. When we talked about Gu Mei at the Sichuan restaurant, when Chu He went abroad, you said the same thing every time. I rejected it then, and I reject it now.”

“What do you want to do?” Gu Tianhao asked. “Tell me your thoughts.”

“I’ve told you my thoughts repeatedly,” Gu Qingcheng said. “Why do you keep asking?”

Gu Tianhao was at a loss for words.

“You’re the only one who can decide what to do with Chu He and her daughter,” Gu Qingcheng stated.

“If you don’t want to send them abroad, will you ask them to leave the Gu family?”

Gu Qingcheng frowned at Gu Tianhao. “Are you joking?”

“Qingcheng, I’m serious,” he replied.

“What kind of decision is leaving the Gu family?” Gu Qingcheng retorted. “I’ve always considered the inheritance yours. I don’t want it for myself. But every time I try to give it to you, you disappoint me in different ways.”

“When I got engaged to Qin Jun, I planned to give you the inheritance. But you and Chu He knew about Qin Jun and Gu Mei’s affair and hid it from me for years!”

“Then I broke off the engagement and chose Huo Sicheng. You didn’t support me but humiliated us instead! If you truly saw me as your daughter, you wouldn’t favor Chu He and her daughter so much! You even favored Qin Jun, an outsider, over me. You…”

As she spoke, her eyes reddened. She choked up, “You’ve disappointed me again and again. You, Chu He, and Gu Mei have hurt me repeatedly. I still wanted to give you the inheritance, but you’ve always let me down. You know I hate Chu He and Gu Mei, but you refuse to give me what I want. You’ve disappointed me too much.”

With that, she feigned agony and left, unwilling to continue the conversation with Gu Tianhao.

Seeing Gu Qingcheng’s sorrowful demeanor, Gu Tianhao was taken aback, just as he had suspected, Gu Qingcheng naively believed in his affection and kindness towards her.

He was solely focused on the inheritance and didn’t care about Gu Qingcheng’s grief or heartache; even if Gu Qingcheng died, it would have no impact on him.

But now, with Gu Qingcheng rarely opening up to him, he saw an opportunity he couldn’t miss. Despite her apparent shrewdness, her foolish willingness to hand over the inheritance to him was something he was determined not to overlook.

“Qingcheng…” He stepped forward, blocking her path. “It’s my fault. I’m sorry. I know how to deal with Chu He and her daughter. Don’t leave. Hear me out.”