"If this can help you vent your resentment, I will stand here and let you do it."
Gu Lingyang stood there like a sculpture, motionless.
Even though the fist was only millimeters away from his face, he did not move at all.
Gu Chengye's face was almost twisted into a hideous shape. He wanted to kill him so much, but...
At the last moment, his fist stopped in front of Gu Lingyang, and he laughed a little crazily and vindictively, "Do you think this can atone your sins? Do you think hitting you twice will make me calm down? No, some people only deserve to live in the abyss of guilt forever. You will live on in sorrow, carrying with you the infinite guilt towards the Gu family and my father."
After saying this, Gu Chengye also left with the secretary general.
He hated Gu Lingyang, but he also hated himself. He had failed to prop up the Gu Group, and instead had personally handed the Gu family's shares to Li Lingyang...
Whenever he thought of this fact, the guilt and pain in Gu Chengye's heart almost made him drown...
Is he worthy of Gu Sinan?
He feels sorry for everyone!
That night, Gu Chengye spent a long night in the cemetery, guarding the tombstones of Gu Sinan and his biological mother...
Back to the present, Gu Lingyang looked at the empty conference room, his eyes falling on the share certificate of Gu Group.
Special Assistant Xu came over and whispered, "Sir, everything has been taken care of, and the new rules that were previously established are now officially implemented within the Gu Group."
"Um."
Gu Lingyang's eyes were deep and cold, making it impossible to detect his emotions.
His aura was like an iceberg that had not melted for thousands of years, with a bone-chilling coldness that made people afraid to freeze even if they looked at him.
His eyes casually glanced at the wheelchair, and he side-eyed and ordered, "Throw it away."
"yes."
I don't know when it started raining outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The drizzle stretched all the way to the end of the sky, as if this rain would never end.
The air was heavy, with a damp and heavy smell. Gu Lingyang stood quietly by the window, his inky eyes looking indifferently into the distance.
The hidden scar in his heart was like this drizzle, endless and unable to heal.
Gu Chengye is right.
He only deserves to live in the abyss of guilt, unable to extricate himself.
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