Chapter 743 - 579: Whose Dad Died?

Chapter 743: Chapter 579: Whose Dad Died?

Now that she had Chang, life wasn’t too hard even without Gu Chengyi.

After all, if Gu Chengyi were alive, he’d control the soap dividends, but if he died, she might get a share. That’s better than Gu Chengyi leaving all the Silver for the second son to study.

Even if the second son doesn’t agree, it’s not up to him. Chang and the third son are also Gu Chengyi’s sons.

With Gu Chengyi’s death, the second house naturally splits, and it’s not the second son’s decision to make.

Mrs. Li’s motive is, of course, because of Mrs. Wang. If Mrs. Wang and Gu Chengyi were entangled, she might have harbored resentment and possibly even sought revenge against the two.

Otherwise, why would Mrs. Li enter that room when Mrs. Wang and Gu Chengyi were together?

This way, both of them are suspicious, but Wang Yue’s motive stands stronger.

There’s no way Gu Chengyi would willingly take so much medicine; wouldn’t the medical hall be afraid of taking responsibility?

The potential death from overdose would have surely been communicated to the patient to avoid trouble.

Gu Chengyu paced around the room, with Mr. Gu and Uncle Gu watching attentively.

Mrs. Lv wanted to advise Gu Chengyu not to worry too much, but she thought better of it and stayed silent.

Suddenly, Gu Chengyu stopped in his tracks, as if he had figured something out.

However, a problem arose: how to resolve this? Should the truth be revealed?

Revealing it would only make matters worse, causing a sensation in the city and severely damaging the Gu Family’s reputation.

If it isn’t revealed, when the second son returns, they could just bury Gu Chengyi, publicly claim he died suddenly, and preserve his last bit of dignity, as well as the family’s honor.

As for the two doctors that are about to be invited, just a little hush money and some threats should keep them silent, given his status.

Uncle Li will not be a concern either, simply with proper instructions, Doctor Li won’t cause any trouble.

Only Dashun and a few others in the clan know about this, which makes it easier to handle.

But by not revealing it, wouldn’t that benefit the perpetrator?

Gu Chengyu was feeling conflicted, glanced at Mr. Gu and Uncle Gu who were looking at him, and chose not to speak for the time being.

In fact, it wasn’t necessary to make this public; it could be dealt with quietly later on.

Since the decision was made, he thought it best to have Dashun and the others keep an eye on these three women.

"Xiao Bao, did your second brother really die from that medicine? But didn’t Uncle Li say that as long as you take a small amount, it shouldn’t affect the body too much?"

Mr. Gu knew Gu Chengyu well. Watching him pace and ponder, he understood that Xiao Bao must have figured something out.

Yet, Xiao Bao remained silent afterwards, fearing he might be hiding something.

"Dad! Wasn’t it just said that second brother took too much? At that time..."

Gu Chengyu wanted to mention there were two women in the room, but felt embarrassed to say it aloud due to his young age.

Mr. Gu obviously understood what Gu Chengyu meant, as he had thought the same.

But he also believed that with Gu Chengyi’s personality, how could he possibly let someone drug him?

"You know your second brother’s personality. How could he so easily trust someone?"

Mr. Gu finished speaking and stared intently at Gu Chengyu’s face, which remained calm. "In that situation, some oversight is understandable, right?"

This was hard to explain; anyway, the situation at that time was certainly chaotic.

When people are highly excited, they might impulsively do something they’d normally never dare to try.

Explaining like this to Mr. Gu, the reasoning wasn’t too far-fetched.

Of course, he was absolutely convinced that what he thought earlier was right, but he didn’t want to say it just yet.

"Dad! Why did you have to leave so soon?"

Mr. Gu was about to ask more, but a mournful cry from the third son sounded from the yard.

Gu Chengyu realized that the second son and others had arrived, and he turned to leave the room.

Uncle Gu and Mr. Gu followed closely; with the return of the second son and others, it was time to handle the funeral arrangements.

The third son ran straight to the west wing; he had never imagined his father would leave so early.

He wasn’t even married, and his father hadn’t seen a grandchild yet. It was too soon.

The third son was filled with anxiety on his way and asked Ming Mo and the others, only to hear it suddenly happened.

The two doctors stood awkwardly in the courtyard—what were they called to do when the person had already died?

They only treated the living, what could they do after the person died?

Gu Chengyu arrived in the courtyard, ignoring the third son who was wailing towards the west wing, and focused his gaze on the second son.

Upon doing so, his eyebrows furrowed.

The second son was clad in disheveled and wrinkled silk that looked like just-pickled vegetables.

His eyes seemed unable to open; he appeared not yet awake, standing only with Ming Yan’s support.

"What happened?" Gu Chengyu asked Ming Mo nearby.

"Sir! We first found the third young master at the shop when we reached the county, and later, when we went to the academy to find the second young master, his classmates said he went out drinking with someone last night and didn’t attend the academy today."

Ming Mo was a bit at a loss, continuing, "We went to the tavern and asked the shopkeeper if he knew where the second young master went, but he didn’t know. Later we asked several classmates and found he was at a young lady’s house."

As he spoke, he felt embarrassed; an old woman from the neighboring courtyard had even spat at them when they went there. It was such an injustice!

"A young lady’s house?" Gu Chengyu asked, puzzled. Would a young lady shelter the second son?

"Well, one of those houses behind the alley."

Ming Mo noticed the confusion on his master’s face and quickly provided a hint.

With this, Gu Chengyu suddenly realized.

"Had he been drinking? Go splash him awake." Seeing his drunken state, he must have had a lot last night.

The third son ran to the doorway of Gu Chengyi’s room, where Wuzi was standing.

"Brother Wuzi! Where is my father?"

Encountering Wuzi at his father’s door puzzled the third son, but he had no time to inquire.

"Cough! Wan He, you must restrain your grief! Your father is inside."

Wuzi felt a bit sympathetic toward the third son, having an unreliable father who barely cared and a problematic elder brother too.

Now, with his father dying so disgracefully, it was rare to see the third son so devoted.

A basin of cold water was poured over the second son, and though it was summer, he shivered.

"What are you doing?" He snapped to a bit, his vision still blurry, and was about to start scolding.

"Your father passed away; the family needs to arrange the funeral!"

Gu Chengyu’s tone was icy, as he despised the second son’s lack of ambition and constant resentment.

Regardless, even though the second son was wasteful and unambitious, it wasn’t his business.

But the second son’s malice and jealousy directed at him made Gu Chengyu uncomfortable.

Upon hearing this, the second son burst into obscenities, "Bullshit! Whose father did you say died?"

The second son struggled to open his eyes, squinting against the bright sunlight.