Ji Zhuo's words were still echoing in the air when a wine glass, like a black lightning bolt, flew straight toward his face with a sharp momentum.

The wine glass traced a dangerous arc in the air, about to smash heavily into his face.

Fortunately, Ji Zhuo reacted extremely quickly. His pupils contracted sharply, and his arm shot out like a nimble snake, catching the wine glass steadily in his hand.

He gripped his wine glass tightly, slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a defiant light as he stared intently at Gu Qinghuai, as if declaring his fearlessness to him.

"General Gu, are you inviting me for a drink?" He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

Lin Xihe was already seething with anger towards Ji Zhuo, and now Ji Zhuo not only didn't hold back but also made provocative remarks, which only added fuel to the fire.

Her eyebrows furrowed, and she glared angrily at Ji Zhuo: "Get out of my house!"

Upon hearing this, Ji Zhuo's face instantly darkened, and the gloom in his eyes deepened, as if they could drip water.

He didn't even glance at Lin Xihe, his gaze fixed on Gu Qinghuai, and said coldly, "General Gu, it's been a long time since we last met. What a coincidence that we've run into each other here today."

Their tone was as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for years, but anyone could hear the ill intent in their voices.

Lin Xihe cursed inwardly upon hearing this, wishing she could ask him if he was speaking human language.

It's a coincidence that we met at her house?

It's unbelievable that he dared to swagger in like that; he's got some nerve.

Gu Qinghuai stood still, his hands clenched into fists, trying his best to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

He knew in his heart that Lin Xihe's failure to return home all night was definitely related to Ji Zhuo.

But Lin Xihe was deliberately biased towards Ji Zhuo, and today she was determined to distance herself from him. What could he do?

However, at least Lin Xihe treated him well when she saw him, but she ruthlessly chased away Ji Zhuo when he came. Based on this alone, he absolutely could not afford to lose face today.

Gu Qinghuai took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm.

"Lord Ji has helped take care of my daughter with Xihe for so long, it's only right that I toast you."

Then, he looked at Lin Xihe with tenderness in his eyes, his gaze full of affection, like a true husband looking at his wife: "Xihe, go and call the servants to bring some wine."

He spoke so naturally and intimately, as if there had never been any distance between them.

Lin Xihe was about to refuse when she caught a glimpse of Gu Qinghuai nodding slightly at her, his eyes full of hints, indicating that she should follow his arrangements.

Lin Xihe began to have doubts. She thought that Gu Qinghuai hadn't gone up to beat Ji Zhuo on the spot, perhaps because he had something to say, or perhaps he knew how to take his daughter back.

Since she couldn't bring Tang Bao back anyway, she figured she might as well let Gu Qinghuai try. Maybe it would work. With that thought in mind, she agreed.

Lin Xihe had just stood up and hadn't even taken a step when Ji Zhuo called out to her, "You were so tired yesterday. I know the Lin residence well. I'll go get it."

As soon as he said that, Lin Xihe felt a surge of heat rush to her head, and she felt like her skull was about to explode with anger.

She glared fiercely at Ji Zhuo, silently mouthing, "Are you sick in the head?"

Seeing Lin Xihe's attitude towards him, yet her complete obedience to Gu Qinghuai, Ji Zhuo was already burning with anger, but he couldn't argue with Lin Xihe in front of Gu Qinghuai.

He gritted his teeth, swallowed his anger, and ignored Lin Xihe's fury. He turned around and walked out on his own, his posture and gait making it seem as if he were the master of the Lin mansion, extremely arrogant.

Seeing Ji Zhuo walk towards the back hall, Lin Xihe quickly sat back down in her chair, her voice extremely low, as if afraid of being overheard: "You want to have a proper discussion with Ji Zhuo about how to bring Tang Bao back, right?"

Gu Qinghuai's face instantly turned horribly gloomy, and he squeezed out the words through gritted teeth: "Bring Tang Bao back? Do we even need to discuss it with him? I'll take more people with me. If he dares not to give it to us, I'll tear his house down!"

His eyes burned with rage, and his whole body exuded an undeniable ruthless aura, as if he were about to lead his troops to attack the Ji residence at any moment.

Lin Xihe frowned, her face full of worry: "But when I left, I entrusted Tang Bao to him. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to just go and snatch her like this?"

Upon hearing this, Gu Qinghuai frowned even more deeply, as if he had been stung, a hint of hurt flashing in his eyes: "Xihe, are you thinking of taking Tangbao away from me and being with him?"

He stared straight at Lin Xihe, his gaze seemingly trying to see right through her.

Lin Xihe was stumped by the question, her throat felt like it was choked by something, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

She had indeed had such thoughts before, but now the situation is complicated, and she can no longer make decisions based on her feelings.

Besides, Ji Zhuo disregarded her wishes yesterday, and she's still seething with anger. How could she possibly side with him?

"Of course our daughter is yours, always has been..." Lin Xihe lowered her head, avoiding Gu Qinghuai's gaze, her voice unconsciously weakening, carrying a hint of undisguised guilt.

“Then I’ll go pick him up. If he dares to stop me, I won’t be polite.”

Gu Qinghuai remained firm in his stance; his determination to win back his daughter was as solid as a rock and did not waver in the slightest.

“You’ve just gotten back, and I don’t want you to get into a direct conflict with someone so soon. Tang Bao has been well taken care of at the Ji residence, which has put my mind at ease. You absolutely mustn’t act impulsively,” Lin Xihe hurriedly advised.

"Xihe, if he and I really started fighting, would you side with him?"

Gu Qinghuai raised his head and looked straight at Lin Xihe, his eyes filled with a hint of expectation, as well as a touch of obsession born of anger and anxiety.

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