It was past midnight, and the operating room lights were still on.
Rong Shang washed her hands and spoke a few words with Su Yunmeng in the corridor.
The other person was about to ask her what had happened that night.
Old Master Gu then sent someone over.
He said he had something to ask Rong Shang to come over and inquire about.
The old man had sharp eyes; perhaps he saw her bloodied hands that night and vaguely guessed what had happened.
Rong Shang followed his hand into the hospital's rest area.
Then I saw that Master Gu was holding a rattle drum that children play with.
He held it in his hand and shook it, and the little drum on it made a thumping sound.
It's eerie in the darkness of the night.
Yet it also exudes a sense of melancholy.
"Master, Miss An has arrived."
Isn't that strange?
When the servants of the Gu family spoke, Rong Shang raised an eyebrow slightly.
She didn't know how the other person knew her surname was An.
I didn't ask.
After hearing what his subordinate said, Old Master Gu slowly opened his eyes, which had been closed.
When the old man met Rong Shang's beautiful, captivating eyes, he patted the seat next to him and said, "Sit down."
Surprisingly, he was quite easy to get along with.
Rong Shang nodded, said "thank you," and sat down on the cold stone bench.
“I know that the child’s injury must be related to you.”
The old man spoke at a measured pace.
Rong Shang had no intention of hiding anything, and without thinking, she answered directly, "Yes."
The rattle-drum stopped.
Rong Shang glanced at him, then saw the old man turn his head to look over.
For a fleeting moment, tears welled up in his eyes, but he dared not make them too obvious.
"Miss An, can you tell me what exactly happened tonight?"
He was really worried about him.
He prayed for the entire hour, praying that his grandson would be safe and sound.
The old man loved his grandson dearly, and Rong Chang had no choice but to reciprocate.
She nodded and then explained the whole story clearly.
Of course, she concealed the fact that she had already killed Liu Zhongxin during this time.
Sure enough, after only hearing half of it, Old Master Gu grabbed his cane and stood up, saying he wanted to settle accounts with the Liu couple.
"I knew it, those two scoundrels are only interested in protecting their son."
If that's the case, how could they possibly tell the truth?
The thought of his beloved grandson being bullied like this was truly heartbreaking for Old Master Gu.
He shouldn't have let him enter the entertainment industry and become a star in the first place.
If he had been more obedient and dutiful to his family from the beginning, he wouldn't be suffering so much today.
He exuded a murderous aura, and Rong Shang knew that if she let him go, something bad would definitely happen later.
So she quickly got up and stopped him.
"Sir, please let me say something first."
"..." The old man sighed, "Go ahead and tell me."
"Grandpa, Liu Feng's son is probably dead."
"What?"
The unexpected turn of events caused Old Master Gu's eyes to widen in surprise. "What did you say?"
“The railing of the cruise ship broke that night. Liu Zhongxin fired at me, but Xingchen blocked the shot. He seemed scared and kept backing away.”
"Who knew..."
After a pause, the old man had already guessed what was going on.
"You mean, he might have already drowned?"
"yes."
"What about Liu Feng and the others..."
"They don't know yet."
I was shocked.
Old Master Gu felt a throbbing sensation in his temples.
He had forgotten what he was supposed to say and what he was supposed to do.
Then, he suddenly turned back to look at Rong Shang and asked her, "Little girl, why didn't you say anything?"
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