The woman looked at Shan Yan, her eyes dull and blinking, when suddenly her pupils shrank and she let out a piercing scream before turning and running back under the table.
"Mom!"
Shan Yan swiftly turned around, looking at the woman's trembling figure, feeling both helpless and sad.
"What are you yelling for? Take your aunt to the hospital already."
Gu Yan frowned, his voice clearly so weak that it seemed like a gust of wind could scatter it, yet still carried an imposing aura.
"Old Gu, I…" Shan Yan's voice caught in his throat as he hesitated uncomfortably.
Gu Yan didn't need him to say more; he guessed what Shan Yan meant.
"Take my car, my men are with it, even if the Shan family finds out, they wouldn't dare do much."
Shan Yan had been holding back all this while but tears fell the moment he heard this.
"Crying like a big baby… Are you going or not? If you're not going, I'm leaving, I…"