Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Gu Beihua ignored him. He frowned and looked at Gu Qingwei, who was bowing his head and was at a loss. The disgust on his face was not disguised. "Is there something more in this house?"

Hearing this, Gu Qingwei's heart beat hard, and his fingers pinched the corner of his clothes unconsciously.

After all, it's a child, and his mind is not fully developed. How can he cheat Gu Beihua? He saw Gu Qingwei's strange look almost with his big eyes. He said coldly, "tell the truth!"

Uncle pan hesitated for a moment. Seeing Gu Beihua's appearance, he seemed to have known, so he had to answer in a low voice, "yes... The young master picked up a cat two days ago..."

"Cat?" Gu Beihua glanced at the shaking little man in front of him. "Where is it?"

"In... In the back storage room." Uncle pan took a look at his young master, and his heart began to beat a drum. I don't know what happened to this master who is hard to figure out.

Hearing this, Gu Beihua nodded and ordered without hesitation, "get rid of it immediately. In the future, don't bring that kind of dirty things into the house. I don't like it."

Uncle pan didn't say a word. He bent and turned away.

Gu Qingwei's eyes widened in amazement. Although he didn't quite understand what the so-called "disposal" meant at this time, he subconsciously felt that this should not be a good word, so he burst into tears. He whispered, "don't... Please, Dad, don't take it, OK?"

Gu Beihua seldom said a few complete words to the child. At the moment, he was willing to take the initiative to speak. He picked his eyebrows slightly and said in a cold voice, "what did you say?"

Gu Qingwei trembled, his face turned white, but he still insisted on saying, "don't... Take it away..."

After that, Gu Qingwei raised his head and looked expectantly at the tall man in front of him. He saw Gu Beihua pull the corners of his lips and smile strangely. Then he squatted down and for the first time condescended close to Gu Qingwei's face. His cold voice accompanied by a faint smell of tobacco came, "yes."

"Really!" Hearing such a big surprise, Gu Qingwei couldn't help laughing and shouting. Gu Beihua only glanced at him lightly, simply arranged the cuffs of his shirt and turned to leave. When he left, he left behind a sentence, "don't play with kittens today. It's like a cat."

It's a rare event for Gu Qingwei to get such a response. Without a second's hesitation, he nodded hard and went upstairs with a look of joy.

The world of children, simple and pure, can be filled with a little sunshine.

Until he went downstairs again, Gu Qingwei felt in a good mood. Kitten will not be taken away, and dad even talked to him, still in such a close distance. These two things filled his whole heart with warmth.

Suddenly, the door of the room was knocked, Gu Beihua's cold voice rang out, "it's me."

It's dad!

Gu Qingwei jumped out of bed excitedly and opened the door quickly. His young face was full of joy.

Gu Beihua stood at the door with a strange smile on his face. "Come on, stretch out your hand. There's a gift for you."

The young and ignorant boy happily did so, holding out his soft palm, waiting to receive the first gift from his father. He even imitated the plots and clips he saw on the TV. He devoutly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his cheeks flushed with excitement.

Then he clearly felt a very light thing in his palm. It was very soft and almost weightless.

Gu Qingwei opened his eyes and saw the things in his hands. At that moment, he suddenly froze in his face with joy. His pupils narrowed sharply and his brain stopped thinking in an instant.

In the clean palm of his hand was a small ball of bloody cat hair.

Gu Beihua easily rolled up his sleeves and gave him a big smile. He even showed a few teeth slightly. "Do you like it?"

At that time, Gu Qingwei was only five years old. He didn't come here to think and prepare himself. It was the first time in his life that he really felt the so-called taste of separation.

From then on, he never disobeyed Gu Beihua's orders, never doubted what he said, and grew up in accordance with his every requirement, like a fruit growing up according to the established model, and never really thought about anything.