Jiang Wangya looked at the time again. It was already 5:20 pm, and Huang Xiaoyan was almost home.
Jiang Wangya waited at home instead of looking for Huang Xiaoyan.
Outside the house.
Father Huang wanted to go into the villa with Huang Xiaoyan, but he received a call from his secretary.
Father Huang frowned and put down the phone. "Xiaoyan, there's an urgent matter at the company. I'll make a call now and go back later."
Huang Xiaoyan's expression was cold. She did not take Father Huang's words to heart.
When Father Huang saw Huang Xiaoyan's reaction, he sighed.
It was his fault. Huang Xiaoyan had suffered for more than ten years. It was only right for her to complain to him.
He said that he loved her, but he never believed Huang Xiaoyan.
Instead, he stood on Jiang Wangya's side and scolded Huang Xiaoyan.
Every time Father Huang thought about it, he felt guilty.
