In the dim shed, Gu Jiuyao sat on the ground. Her red attire was strikingly dazzling, but her face was marred with countless wounds, fresh and bloody.,"Sister," Gu Qing's face broke into a faint smile, "You weren't curious about what I told Grandfather, were you I told him my world, and who knew he was such a fragile man, he just died of anger.",Gu Jiuyao clenched her fists tightly. Her grandfather had been so kind to them all these years, even if he found out something at the end, he probably didn't expect Gu Qing's world.。