Tang Lingyun's body shook as she watched Qin Mo drink his coffee. The biting cold that exuded from him seemed to chill Tang Lingyun's fingers into numbness. She continued to stare, but Qin Mo never uttered a word either. The biting chill that she felt a while ago seemed to reach her extremities, making her tighten her already balled fist. The ominous silence that wrapped between them seemed to even magnify as her tears started to pool in her eyes.
Qin Mo hasn't even said a word and yet, here she was, crying and trembling from fear. "Mo… I…" Tang Lingyun swallowed the rest of her words, her tears continued to fall down her cheeks. "I received those photos from the mail and did not tell you because… I thought I could surprise you." Seeing her own husband not say a thing, Tang Lingyun started to sob. Just how scary was her own husband?
