Chapter 197 - Could You Be More Shameless?
A daughter was good-for-nothing?
Gong Jue's face fell.
His anger surged!
He hugged Gu Qiqi a little tighter and said coldly, "Didn't he say that he wanted a psychiatric evaluation? Then, I'll break his cheap mouth and send him to Ward 11 of the mental hospital…"
Gu Qiqi's small hand tightened. "Wait…"
Gong Jue frowned. "Have you gone soft-hearted?"
"No." Gu Qiqi's eyelashes fluttered.
She said softly, "After entering Ward 11, he won't be able to live for more than three days. It's too easy for him to die like this. He should spend his entire life reflecting on his sins."
Gong Jue's brows relaxed. "Okay."
She was indeed his stupid woman.
Her heart never softened like typical girls.
Gong Jue rested his chin on her long hair and said affectionately, "Did you want to say something just now? Hmm?"
Gu Qiqi's heart skipped a beat. Should she say those words?
She had always taken into account the fact that Gu Qiushan had raised her, and she had never been ruthless in her actions.
But clearly, Gu Qiushan only treated her as an item—a money-losing item!
She had long known that Gu Qiushan favored men over women, but she had finally seen how terrible he was!
Her heart turned cold!
"I want to break away from my father-daughter relationship with him… It's embarrassing to call such a person Dad." Gu Qiqi blurted out.
The weight on her heart was finally lifted.
Perhaps others would accuse her of being unfilial.
But she knew that she didn't owe Gu Qiushan anything in her previous life!
Even if Gu Qiushan raised her, he didn't have the right to sell her as an object.
If her mother was still alive, she would agree with her thoughts, right?
Even if she lost her parents from now on…
Gong Jue's heart ached when he saw Gu Qiqi's determined and sorrowful face.
He was about to say something to her.
Suddenly, Gu Qiushan roared hoarsely from behind her, "Gu Qiqi! You heartless thing… You ate my food, wore my clothes, and used my things. There's no way you can leave this relationship now!"
With every word that Gu Qiushan said, a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Coupled with his distorted face, he looked especially sinister.
This daughter was already an adult and was earning money. On what basis should he let go?
He wasn't stupid!
He wasn't going to leave this relationship!
"Are you sure?" Gong Jue's eyes sank.
He didn't say anything else and only asked coldly.
This cold and powerful aura already made Gu Qiushan shiver. He couldn't even straighten his back anymore.
How terrifying!
This man carried a murderous aura with every breath!
Even Gu Qiushan, who had been in society for many years, was defeated by this powerful and terrifying aura.
He took a step back with a trembling voice. "I… I mean, if you want to break away from this relationship, you have to return the child support fees to me first! Return me the money for food and clothing for 19 years!"
As he spoke, he suddenly felt justified.
Wasn't raising a daughter expensive?
You still have to pay for sleeping with her like how you would pay for a prostitute. How can you snatch my daughter away without paying?!
Gu Qiqi was so angry that she gnashed her teeth.
Gu Qiushan, could you be any more shameless?
Her small hands clenched tightly. Her fingernails nearly pulled off the buttons on Gong Jue's collar.
Feeling Gu Qiqi's anger, Gong Jue's eyes darkened a little again.
His big palm suddenly covered her small hand and he whispered, "Let me handle it."
Gong Jue had his ways of dealing with shameless people!
Gu Qiqi nodded lightly.
If she was asked to handle it, she might not be able to hold back and stab him with a knife and take the blame for murder.
What about Gong Jue? What would he do?
Gong Jue said coldly, "Okay. Count for me. How much did you spend to raise your daughter?"
What?
Gong Jue actually agreed to let Gu Qiushan calculate a sum of child support fees?
Gong Jue wanted to buy her with money?
Gu Qiqi's small face had been warmed for a moment by Gong Jue's comforting words just now, but it was pale now.
Were all men so… shameless?