Gu Siqiao had initially thought that Koukou might be him as a child, but looking at the situation, he was no longer sure. When had he ever possessed such generosity? Ever since he was young, anything he liked, he clutched tightly in his hands. No matter who asked, he would never give it away. Even if it meant taking a vicious beating, he would not yield. In Gu Yanqing's words, he was a selfish hoarder.
Watching Koukou happily kiss one person and ask another for a hug among them, jealousy surged within Gu Siqiao.
Why did this Koukou get to be so pampered? Even Grandma Qiao, who loved him the most, treated him so well.
Yet he had suffered his entire life and ended up with nothing. Even Gu Yanqing, the only person who had been somewhat good to him, had been killed because of him.
As Gu Siqiao thought about this, the scene shifted, and Gu Mingyuan appeared.
Even though he was so young, Gu Siqiao recognized him at once as Gu Mingyuan. His traits were too distinctive—a mixed-race child whose features were still childish, yet already vaguely resembled how he would look when grown. They also called him Yuan Yuan, so there was practically no doubt.
Koukou could walk by now. He and Gu Mingyuan seemed to have a very good relationship. The moment they met, they stuck together. Gu Siqiao watched Koukou share all his little toys with Yuan Yuan. They were like old friends who had been apart for a long time, with no trace of unfamiliarity between them.
Moreover, Yuan Yuan's attitude toward Koukou was almost exactly the same as when Gu Mingyuan had first returned to the Gu family.
Qiao Wanqing would not let Koukou eat too much candy, so Yuan Yuan secretly hid