Gu Jingze remained silent, staring blankly at the night sky. His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles cracking, and his nails had dug deep into his flesh.,When I was ten years old, my mother died unexpectedly.,At that time, he was still thinking, that God is fair. Although he couldn't have a wealthy and noble life, having a beautiful and understanding wife was enough to make him content even as a son-in-law!。