Gu Zhaohan's voice was ice-cold, "Mom, you're right. I've always been comparing myself to him because I didn't want to fall too far behind. He is the prodigy in your eyes, and no matter how hard I try, I can only live in his shadow. Have any of you ever truly cared about my feelings? I just like Xia Yangyang. I don't know if it's because of love, Uncle's influence, or both, but as things stand now, she is the one I most want to fight for, the one I most want to obtain. Even if she doesn't love me, it doesn't matter; as long as she is by my side, that's enough. I will find a way to make her fall in love with me. If you truly treat me equally with Uncle, both you and Grandpa should not interfere. This is a war between Uncle and me."
Gu Mingzhu was almost stunned into motionlessness.
Her fingers were clenched so tightly that she could feel her temples throbbing.
Gu Zhaohan said it didn't matter if she didn't love him, as long as she was by his side.
That was virtually a curse.