Huang Xiaojue's gaze remains calm, "Yan Xixi, you know the reason yourself."
She was slightly angry, "I know? Know what? Know that you'll become the Prince Consort of the Zhou Family today?"
His gaze finally had a hint of pain, even more angry than hers, "That's because of Wan Donglin!"
Yan Xixi took a step back, as if she had been fiercely punched.
In fact, she had understood this a long time ago.
She knows him better than anyone else.
After the incident with Huang's mother, she decisively broke up... but deep down, Huang Xiaojue stubbornly believed: the first time you broke up with me was because of Wan Donglin; the second time it was still because of Wan Donglin.
She could not deny it.
No matter what the external causes were, the result was the same.
"I hate Wan Donglin..."
He looked calm, but his voice did not hide his anger at all—
