Zhuo Xiangqiao felt that today he was truly hurt. He felt that these past few days were indeed his unlucky days, as nothing seemed to go his way at all!
And today, he was even suspected by both his own father and his wife. Zhuo Xiangqiao felt his heart had sustained a million-level damage, with the continuous hurts shattering it into dregs.
With a gust of wind, they simply dispersed into the air...
Zhuo Xiangqiao looked at Lin Yue, his eyes drooping slightly as if he felt saddened by what Lin Yue had just said.
Lin Yue tugged at the corners of her mouth and looked at him, then coughed loudly as she faced Zhuo Xiangqiao and said, "Are you going to talk or not? If you're not, I'm going to sleep!" She could hardly bear to look at him in this state!
Zhuo Xiangqiao sensed the anger hidden in Lin Yue's words and quickly retracted the aggrieved look on his face, then sat down and casually pulled Lin Yue into his arms, delivering a radiant smile to the person in his embrace.
