Gu Qingcheng was left in a state of shock.
She gazed at Huo Sicheng, whose expression resembled frozen ice – cold and distant.
Despite his apparent calmness, there was an underlying anger simmering within him.
The more composed he appeared, the more his inner fury burned.
As his wife, she had indeed crossed a line by openly expressing her longing for Qi Shaoze in front of him, regardless of his patience.
"What's the matter?" Seeing Gu Qingcheng's silence, Huo Sicheng's eyes revealed a mixture of pain and bitterness. He questioned her with a cold edge, "Can't you respond?"
Qi Shaoze and Huo Sicheng shared a close bond.
Huo Sicheng, the seemingly aloof and proud individual, bore a wounded look in his eyes upon Qi Shaoze's departure, his lips curving slightly.
Gu Qingcheng had always thought of Huo Sicheng as distant and detached, but now it seemed her perception had been mistaken.
