Mrs. Lu gripped Gu Xia's wrist and finally, tears streaming down her face, said, "That day, Xiao You came home, refused to eat or drink, and just lay on the bed silently shedding tears while drinking plenty of alcohol, including his father's cherished vintage, which he finished off. Then he started vomiting, later got a fever, and it kept us up all night. He refused to go to the hospital... I had to take sick leave from work, and you've seen how he looks, a strong man now bedridden. As for the reason, I believe it must have something to do with you, doesn't it?"
After she spoke, Mrs. Lu glanced at Gu Xia.
Swallowing nervously, Gu Xia felt somewhat guilty.
