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708: Chapter 702: Feeling Sad 708: Chapter 702: Feeling Sad Miss Du scoffed, covering her mouth as she spoke, “Doctor Gu does have a point, but this is a major issue; this is not the place for such a discussion, and it cannot be clarified in a mont.

How about I return to Jinxiu City first, and whenever Doctor Gu is available, we can talk in detail?”

Gu Youyou bowed and said, “That was exactly my intention.”

The Jie Residence beca the laughingstock once again, and the tale of Concubine Du furiously burning the woodshed would probably entertain Beijing’s gossipmongers for quite so ti.

Miss Du arrived, took Concubine Du away, and all the while, the younger Mr.

Jie followed them.

She did not spare him a second glance.

He deliberately held his injured hand to his chest, but she acted as if she didn’t see it, which saddened him greatly.

At dusk, the distressingly lancholic younger Mr.

Jie pulled out so liquor, preparing to drown his sorrows all night.

No sooner had he taken a sip than his father smashed the liquor jar.

“You still drink with your hand like that, do you not care about your hand anymore?”

Lowering his head to look at his little finger, the younger Mr.

Jie thought of how losing this finger couldn’t even draw an extra glance from Du Xintong, and his sorrow deepened.

He gave a bitter smile and reached for another jar of liquor.

“Father, I’m just having a drink,” he murmured.

His father snatched the liquor from his hand and smashed it against the outside steps with a crash, shouting angrily, “If you don’t care about that hand, why bother having Doctor Gu reattach it?

Wouldn’t it be better to just throw it to the dogs?”

The younger Mr.

Jie ignored him and grabbed for the third jar.

He intended to get utterly drunk, so he had people bring over a lot of liquor.

His father turned a furious shade of livid blue and, without hesitation, seized it and smashed it against the doorway.

The servants outside were so frightened they didn’t dare make a sound, standing far away but obedient.

His father pointed at the younger Mr.

Jie and shouted furiously, “Look at yourself, what have you beco?

I wanted you to marry Xintong, and you made a fuss with , insisting on marrying Du Wanqing.

Even after Du Wanqing beca part of your household, you continued to make a scene.

You finally pushed Xintong away, still making a scene.

Tell , what in heaven’s na do you want?”

“What do I want?” The younger Mr.

Jie’s hand, raised mid-air, stopped, and his heart clenched with pain—in pain that made his whole body tremble.

Since the year his mother passed away, when he cried, he had never wept again.

Yet at that mont, the younger Mr.

Jie began to cry.

“Father, is there any regret dicine for sale at Doctor Gu’s?”

“You…” His father stared blankly at the son who resembled him the most, unable to speak for a long while.

“Father, if there’s no regret dicine, then just give a packet of dicine that can make forget all the things I want to forget,” he said before looking at the liquors and muttering to himself, “No, there is no such dicine, but liquor can do it.

I’ve heard that getting drunk can make you forget everything you want to forget.

Liquor, give liquor, do not stop …”

His father sighed deeply but still took the liquor away from his grasp.

He squatted down, looking directly at the younger Mr.

Jie sitting on the ground, and whispered with a sigh, “You realize your regret?

You have finally woken up.”

“Father!

My heart aches.”

His father nodded and said, “Your father knows your heart aches, but the idea that you can forget what you want to by getting drunk is deceptive.

You are avoiding the issue!

Zhonglin, a mont of folly is not a concern, but to live in folly forever is what one should fear.

You, my son, suffer from an excess of devotion, fixating on one person and giving your all, to the point of obscuring all reason, effectively shutting everyone else out.

I know how devoted you were to Du Wanqing in the past, and now it is the sa with Du Xintong.

It seems your life will be inseparably entwined with these two daughters of the Du Family.

Xintong is a good girl; you have a whole lifeti ahead, and there is still a chance for redemption.

Instead of drowning in liquor here, it’s better to pick yourself up and strive to win back Xintong.”

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