"Mm, I know... I've already arranged for a spokesperson to deny it."
Gu Wei spoke bluntly. Han Siming was more obedient and sensible than Gu Mochen, but he was not cut out for great things. Gu Mochen was the one who could achieve big things, while Han Siming might not be able to.
Therefore... when choosing an heir, Gu Mochen was the obvious choice.
Han Siming: "..."
Han Siming didn't expect Gu Wei to speak so cleanly and directly; his voice was a bit hoarse, and he couldn't hold back from asking, "Dad... why do you have to do this? I am your son, an undeniable fact, so why deny it?"
Gu Wei glanced lightly at Han Siming, who was somewhat unwilling before him. At first, he was willing to put on a smile, feign affection, and coax a few words, but now he completely lacked the mood.
"Heh, you're actually asking me why? Siming... have you even considered the grand deeds your mother has done? My face is almost entirely lost because of her."
