Facing Lu Moqing's death stare, Jiang Hao's pupils fiercely shrank for a moment, "I'm sorry, President, I said the wrong thing."
I shouldn't have told the truth.
Lu Moqing didn't bother with him too much, but thought of the completely different answers from Jiang Hao and Aunt Rong, feeling slightly wary in his heart.
Who is telling the truth between these two?
Is Jiang Hao really his man, or is he Qiaoxu's?
Combining the fragments in his mind, it seemed that Aunt Rong's words were more likely to be true, but ironically, he seemed more inclined to lean towards Jiang Hao deep down in his heart.
"Continue."
"Yes."
Jiang Hao saw that Lu Moqing did not pursue the matter and nodded, continuing:
"Four years later, the lady reappeared, and you realized your mistake and started pursuing her again."
Heh!
To think that he had changed for the better was a nice thought, but in truth, he was quite desperate, wasn't he?
