Gao Jinghui ran toward the village after leaving the riverbank, thinking of all kinds of ways to solve the problem.
But after considering everything, the most direct way was to find Song Gui.
He changed direction and immediately sprinted up the mountain.
An hour later, Song Gui, covered in mud, was forcibly dragged down the mountain by him.
"Gao Family brat, what exactly are you trying to do?"
He had suddenly run up the mountain and dragged Song Gui down, saying that something had happened at home. But when asked what had happened, he refused to tell him.
Gao Jinghui kept his lips pursed and his face cold the entire way. Only after returning to the village did he let go of Song Gui.
Gao Jinghui could not be bothered to beat around the bush. "Hurry home. Your daughter has a needle stuck in her brain because that vicious wife of yours stabbed one into her. That's why she keeps crying."
He was about to leave when he remembered what the little girl had said. "Oh, right. It was inserted from the top of her forehead. Hurry and take her to the hospital for a scan."
"Impossible." Song Gui was utterly shocked. His first reaction was that it was impossible.
Gao Jinghui snorted coldly. "Believe it or not. Either way, it's your daughter who'll die, not mine."
Bah!
He did not even have a daughter.
No, he did not even have a wife.
Damn it!
He had never even considered getting a wife.
His thoughts had gotten all mixed up.
After leaving Song Gui behind, he did not even wipe away his sweat before hurrying back to the riverbank.
That stinking brat was still by the river.
He absolutely could not mess up the task Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao