His original tone of inquiry was filled with bitterness and humility, but at this moment, Qiao Xu, who was full of anger because of Lu Moqing's words, couldn't hear it.
"So in your eyes, I'm just a woman who sleeps with a man whenever I want, regardless of whether I have feelings for him or not, whether I care or not, right?"
She was still somewhat angry, but as she said this, a sense of being wronged surged up instantly.
As Lu Moqing hesitated slightly, Qiao Xu sneered, "Lu Moqing, do you really think we are suitable for remarriage now?"
She didn't see the panic that flashed in the depths of Lu Moqing's eyes as she stood up and got out of bed.
"We haven't finished the formalities, so you'd better think clearly."
After saying this, she gave Lu Moqing a cold glance and went to Qiao Yi's bedroom.
"Xu..."
He wanted to call out to her, but before he could speak, Qiao Xu had already closed the door.
