Tian Xiaoya?
His words were really straightforward, poking at where it hurt the most.
Xiang Wan took a look at Bai Muchuan's expressionless face. Of course, she couldn't expect him to be compassionate.
The mention of that name was another blow to Mrs. Zhao. She seemed to not expect that either, and took quite a long time to answer. "You are the ones who told me… from the press conference this morning."
The wind was brushing against the chiffon curtain. It was as if the wind had blown her words away and were floating about, with a surreal feeling.
However, Xiang Wan could feel that Mrs. Zhao's voice were trembling and seemed to be trying to control her emotions.
Of course! A woman who only knew of her husband's betrayal after his death—who would be willing to be repeatedly asked about her husband's lover?
Xiang Wan's feelings of compassion were squared at that instant.
