Gu Qingshan felt as if he'd been struck by lightning. He didn't know what to do.
'Is it what I think it is?'
'No, that can't be right. The door's still open! Aren't they even trying to be discreet?'
'That brat Xue Rui is way too audacious!'
With no time to hesitate, Gu Qingshan grabbed a nearby flowerpot from the staircase and stormed in, his face dark.
"Dad, what are you doing with that flowerpot? Are we taking this back to our ancestral home?" Gu Muxue asked in surprise.
Xue Rui and Gu Qingshan's eyes met, and in that instant, they both understood. Gu Muxue's earlier cries had made Gu Qingshan jump to the wrong conclusion...
He gave Gu Qingshan an awkward smile. 'Damn, Director Gu is ruthless,' he thought. 'He came right at me with a flowerpot—a solid one, too!'
'If I'd really tried anything, I'd probably be carried out of here feet first.'
