The white smoke enveloped his handsome face, appearing both real and illusory.
Jiang Xun tactfully retreated, closing the door behind him.
Lu Yin's expression was stern, his eyes sharp and exuding layers of coldness.
Mu Jingxi's eyes were cold and condensed, deep within the depths of his gaze, an urgent and invisible hatred flashed.
Qiao An's words echoed in his mind.
She doesn't love him.
Heh, he really benefited from Little Nuomi's presence.
If it weren't for having the title of her biological father, Qiao An probably wouldn't even want to marry him.
Let alone, feel wronged by marrying him.
These days, he thought a lot, recalling all sorts of past events.
Undeniably, Qiao An should love Lu Yin.
To her, Lu Yin is irreplaceable by anyone.
He hadn't even gone to settle things with him, yet here he was, directly coming to his door.
What is it, is he here to urge him to get a divorce?
Or, is he here to show off in front of him?
"What are you here for?"
