When the driver left and the car door closed, Mo Yaoxiong turned to his daughter, "Weiyi, be honest with me, what's going on between you and Yebai?"
Mo Weiyi lowered her head.
There were still traces of unvanquished blood stains on her hands and clothes, a frightful sight she has yet to wash away.
Just thinking about Xiao Yebai vomiting blood earlier made her heart ache as if it was being slashed by a knife.
"Wasn't it you who was constantly following him around, insisting on marrying him?" Mo Yaoxiong's voice echoed once more. "How long have you been married? Two years?"
Mo Weiyi clenched her fingers, looking up at her father, "But we can't carry on."
"Nonsense!" Mo Yaoxiong said sternly, "There are no outsiders here, tell me the truth, have you fallen for someone else?"
"Dad?" Mo Weiyi exclaimed, "Why don't you ask whether it is he who has fallen for someone else?"
"Yebai will not fall for another woman."
Mo Weiyi was even more surprised, "How do you know?"
