He Qimo chuckled softly, the sarcasm evident as he mercilessly held Gu Zixuan in his arms, "Whether I'm gentle or not, she's still my wife. What does that have to do with President Yu?"
"You!" Yu Yuanshen's eyes were cold, speechless.
He Qimo sneered, scanning the community. When his gaze landed on the bags full of shopping, he nodded even more ironically, "Hiding a mistress, huh? Alright! But President Yu, you are a person of status and reputation in society. Even if I kept silent and let you go on, could you really do something as scandalous as coveting a married woman? The Yu Family wouldn't want such tabloid material, would they?"
Yu Yuanshen's eyes trembled, stunned by He Qimo's doubt of Gu Zixuan's character after seeing just one scene.
But in He Qimo's eyes, it seemed like a silent admission of guilt after being exposed.
With a cold and desolate laugh, he suppressed all his anger and pulled Gu Zixuan away forcefully.
Gu Zixuan stumbled in pain, her face pale.
