"It was the Young Master's parents."
When mentioning Qin Sijue's parents, that tragic accident filled everyone with immense regret.
Listening to Uncle Qin's words, Gu Qiangwei felt as if her heart was struck by something, heavy and sinking.
Qin Sijue's parents... had passed away?
In her mind, she suddenly flashed back to their hospital conversation when she had blurted out unintentionally: You have not experienced the death of your parents, how could you understand...
She rubbed her forehead in annoyance, imagining how Qin Sijue must have felt at that moment; no wonder his expression had suddenly changed.
So his parents had died early...
After dinner, Gu Qiangwei sat on the sofa, lying down because of the pain in her body to make herself more comfortable.
Her gaze stayed fixed on her cellphone, glancing occasionally out the window, where it was already dark.
And Qin Sijue had not yet returned.
Should she give him a call?