Chapter 813: Chapter 817 Pacify Him
Gu Chi took a step forward, blocking the way between him and Gu Junzhu, his gaze icy as he looked at him, “Fang Yixian, if you have evidence, call the police to arrest someone, if you don’t, please leave immediately and stop making baseless accusations here.”
“Why?” Fang Yixian’s eyes filled with tears, and a profound sorrow painted his face.
He looked at Gu Junzhu and questioned, “Why? Aren’t you a good person? Aren’t you from a prestigious background, honorable and clean-handed? Why did you kill Mingzhu? She was still so young, she…”
“Was Qiao Yi old enough to die?” Gu Junzhu finally turned to look at him, his gaze as cold as ice, “Your sister is your darling, no matter what she does, she deserves to live happily, but my niece deserves to die, is that what you mean?”
Fang Yixian choked on his words.
A moment later, he turned around with a defeated look, staggering as he walked away.
Fang Mingzhu was the apple of his eye, but was Qiao Yi nothing more than a weed by the roadside, a life wasted if lost?
In the end, it was just one life for another.
The blame could only fall on Fang Mingzhu’s ruthlessness. Besides Fang Mingzhu, who else did he have the right to blame?
When Ye Xingbei came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soup, she coincidentally saw Fang Yixian’s retreating figure.
She merely glanced at him indifferently and withdrew her gaze, showing no concern.
She placed the soup on the coffee table and then sat down on the sofa, patting the spot beside her, “Come and have some soup.”
Ever since Qiao Yi died, Gu Junzhu had barely eaten anything.
Even when everyone else was eating, he would sit at the dining table but hardly touched his chopsticks, finishing a meal with just a few bites.
Continuing without eating or drinking, even a man of steel wouldn’t last.
Left with no choice, Ye Xingbei made some soup for him.
Gu Junzhu had little appetite, but he knew that Ye Xingbei had been busy in the kitchen for a long time, probably for this bowl of soup.
Not wanting to waste Ye Xingbei’s efforts, he sat down next to the sofa, picked up the bowl of soup, and without using a spoon, drank it all in one breath.
Ye Xingbei guessed he hadn’t even tasted the flavor of the soup.
If it had been before, she would have teased him without hesitation.
But now, Ye Xingbei sighed silently.
She knew that Gu Junzhu felt immense guilt and sorrow.
Even though Qiao Yi had once cut ties with her family for the sake of a man,
she was after all Gu Junzhu’s own niece, connected by blood, and their relationship had once been very close.
The bonds between family members are hard to break unless one party betrays the other to the extreme.
She had been wracking her brains for a way to comfort Gu Junzhu.
But in the end, she failed.
In the face of the pain of losing a loved one, all words seem weak and meaningless.
She could only wait for time to gradually heal Gu Junzhu’s wounds.
For the present Gu Junzhu, silent companionship was the best consolation.
Thus, she didn’t say much, but went back to the kitchen to wash a plate of fruit, carefully peeling and slicing it, then offering it to Gu Junzhu with a toothpick.
She cut several kinds of fruit that Gu Junzhu liked, and no matter what kind of fruit she offered to his lips, Gu Junzhu accepted them all, swallowing each piece.
He ate with apparent enjoyment, but Ye Xingbei knew that, probably like the soup just now, the fruit was tasteless to him.
But there was no other way; she had to coax him to eat something, or his body definitely wouldn’t cope.