Didn’t this mean that Brother Wu Bi had arranged for his subordinate to help Uncle Wu do some heavy work? He was still thinking about his father.
However, why did Brother Wu Bi’s expression change when Uncle Wu was mentioned?
Jian Ai couldn’t help but feel curious. Uncle Wu and Brother Wu Bi were both very important people to her. She couldn’t figure out what had made the father and son, who were related by blood, live in two completely different worlds, to the point where they had no interaction.
Jian Ai’s dazed look fell into Wu Bi’s eyes. He suddenly smiled as if he had seen through the doubt in Jian Ai’s eyes.
Jian Ai came back to her senses and quickly hid her gaze. She said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Brother Wu Bi.”
Even if she asked nothing, her gaze said everything. She wanted to know.
However, Jian Ai knew she had no right to touch people’s secrets. No matter how intimate they were, she could not offend the other party like this.
Unexpectedly, Wu Bi smiled and looked at Jian Ai. “Are you curious about what happened between my father and me?”
Jian Ai slowly raised her head, pursed her lips, and shook her head. “Brother Wu Bi, you don’t have to tell me. If it will remind you of an unhappy past, you don’t have to say it.”
“It’s been many years.” Wu Bi’s gaze was deep as if he was reminiscing about something. Then, he looked at Jian Ai and sighed softly. “I don’t hate him anymore. It’s just a habit I’ve developed over the years. When I hear someone mention him, I always show that expression reflexively.”
Jian Ai caught the main point of Wu Bi’s words. He said that he no longer hated him.
In other words, what did Uncle Wu do wrong many years ago? Was it so serious that even Brother Wu Bi could not forgive him?
Jian Ai frowned slightly. With her understanding of Uncle Wu, he was a simple, kind, and righteous person. Jian Ai could not think of what such a person would do to his son to hurt him.
At this moment, Wu Bi slowly said, “You should know that my father lost his wife in his early years, right?”
Jian Ai came back to her senses and nodded gently. “I heard my mother mention it.”
Wu Bi continued, “But I’ve never told you I once had a sister. Her name was Wu Shuang, and she was the same age as you.”
Jian Ai paused and blinked in surprise. Then, she asked, “You have a sister? I’ve never heard Uncle Wu mention it. Is she living with you now?”
Wu Bi shook his head with a disappointed and sentimental expression. His tone immediately fell to the bottom. “She passed away when she was very young.”
Jian Ai: “…”
This was the first time she had seen such a sad expression on Brother Wu Bi’s face. Coupled with his tone and the lingering pain in his eyes, Jian Ai’s heart ached.
“Brother Wu Bi…”
Jian Ai called out, but she realized she couldn’t say anything to comfort him. All her words were pale and powerless.
Wu Bi lowered his head. This was the first time in many years that he had ‘shared’ this painful past buried deep in his heart. The impact this matter had on his heart was something he needed some time to accept and digest.
After a while, Wu Bi slowly looked up at Jian Ai and gave her a comforting smile. “I’m fine.”
