The scorching sun baked the earth while Xu Nianhua lay in her room, planning to take a nap. However, as she drifted into a light sleep, she fell into a dream.
"Dad, Nianhua is my sister too. I know elder sister is sick and needs second sister, but, over time, second sister has donated blood for elder sister several times. She's your daughter too, don't you feel sorry for her?"
Gu Mingcheng watched Xu Nianhua lying on the bed, weakened from excessive blood loss, and he didn't approve of Gu Hai's actions at all.
"Mingcheng, do you really want to watch Mingzhu die?" Gu Hai said sternly. Gu Mingzhu had a natural gift in business and was intelligent, having helped him through several crises.
Unlike Gu Mingcheng, who only wanted to paint. Could painting feed you?
One daughter had helped him through many difficulties, and the other had only just been acknowledged by the family. In Gu Hai's heart, naturally, Gu Mingzhu took precedence.
