"I won't tell you." Qin Yi looked at Gao Fengji indifferently. "You haven't asked about her after all these years, so why are you putting on an act right now?
"When you married this woman, she severed all ties with you. Her surname isn't Gao, and her name isn't Gao Wen. She has her own life now."
Qin Yi's words were like countless fine needles stabbing into Gao Fengji's heart. Even breathing felt very painful.
"But as a friend, I obviously can't accept this."
"I..."
Gao Fengji smiled bitterly. There was an indescribable dejectedness to him.
"She's right to hate me," Gao Fengji mumbled, but there was a different kind of bitterness in his heart.
After hearing the name 'Gao Wen,' Mrs. Gao went silent, and no one saw the resentment that flashed through her beautiful eyes.
