Dean Gu looked on with suspicion, but out of the corner of his eye he saw Dugu Yi standing a few steps behind with an inscrutable expression.

"Xiao Yi, what's wrong?" I asked.

Dugu Yi was personally brought back from the deserted island by Dean Gu, and Dugu Yi was also Dean Gu's savior, so it was impossible for him not to care.

"Oh, no, it's nothing."

Yeah?

If nothing's wrong, then what's wrong with your complexion?

The Gu father and son took in Dugu Yi's expression. At this moment, Dean Gu took a few steps closer and patted his grandson:

"Little one, Grandpa, Great-Grandpa, and Uncle Yi have something to talk about. Why don't you go out and play with Xiaoju and the others first?"

Forehead?

The little dumpling tilted its head, its gaze fixed directly on Gu Beiwang:

"Grandpa, are you trying to get Tuanzi away?"

It really is true!

"Well, I guess so. You're still young, so there are some things you don't need to worry about. When you grow up, you'll have a lot more to worry about."

So, while you're still young, play as much as you can. Don't burden a child too early, or you'll end up like the young master of the Xi family. Which family in the neighborhood would be willing to let you go?

After the little guy finally walked out the door, looking back every few steps, the study door slammed shut again.

Well, this door is quite heavy; it's impossible to eavesdrop from the outside.

In the study, Gu Beiwang pointed to the chair beside him:

"Don't be nervous, sit down and let's talk." After saying that, he sat down next to Dugu Yi.

With Gu Beiwang around, Dugu Yi gradually became less nervous, after all, the two had a life-or-death bond.

"Tell me, what happened? You look so pale."

Gu Beiwang smiled and spoke again with a relaxed expression, while the old master of the Gu family said nothing, drinking tea and looking at Dugu Yi with kind eyes.

Under the watchful eyes of the two senior figures, Dugu Yi involuntarily shrugged his shoulders.

"Uh, just now... just now there was a gentleman outside..."

"Sir, who is he?"

Dugu Yi shook his head: Tsinghua novel

"I...I don't know him, but...Little Tuanzi knows him."

Forehead?

The Gu father and son exchanged glances. The old man gave a knowing look, and Gu Beiwang coughed.

"Okay, what did that gentleman do to you?"

Since the kid in the family knows them, that makes things easier.

It has to be said that it is very rare for Dean Gu to be so patient.

However, Dugu Yi shook his head:

"He didn't...do anything to me, it's just...very strange!"

This statement left both the Gu father and son somewhat puzzled:

"oh?"

Dugu Yi's brows were furrowed tightly before he slowly said:

The way he looked at me was very strange!

Hiss~

What does this mean?

Neither Gu Beiwang nor Old Master Gu were the type to give up halfway through a conversation; on the contrary, they were quite attentive in this regard.

"Come on, think carefully about what he did and said."

Dugu Yi's communication skills are still somewhat lacking, so one can only patiently guide him; otherwise, he would definitely not understand.

Dugu Yi listened to Gu Beiwang's words and even seriously recalled them:

"Hmm... he didn't seem to say anything, he just looked at me with a strange look for a while, and then he left."

Uh...?

so what?

Both Grandpa Gu and Dean Gu were somewhat bewildered; it was truly difficult to guess everything from Dugu Yi's current explanation.

After a while, Gu Beiwang stood up and patted Dugu Yi on the shoulder:

"Then it's alright, don't worry. Let's go for a walk?"

Dugu Yi was already used to it, and after Gu Beiwang finished speaking, he stood up and went to the back of the wheelchair.