She was a thorn in his heart, pulling one hair would affect the whole body, every little bit of pain could make him subtly tremble.
Gu Nanqiao raised her head, her gaze level with his, the light in her eyes gradually shattering, "If I never knew the truth for a lifetime, were you planning to keep it from me forever?"
Huo Jingting's grip tightened, clutching her shoulder, "I just don't want to reopen your wounds."
Didn't want to reopen her wounds.
Ha, such a good excuse for not wanting to reopen her wounds, such a perfect reason.
Gu Nanqiao closed her eyes, then slowly opened them again, "If it weren't for that incident, what do you think we would be like now?"
What could we be like?
Nothing more than her still being Fu Lingfeng's wife, he wouldn't be constantly harming her out of resentment over that incident, and she wouldn't have endured three years of torment.
They would live happily and sweetly, maybe even have had a child by now.
