Bai Xiao was startled, her beautiful eyes widening in surprise, "Divorce?"
"Yes." Ye Huang looked away, struggling to control his emotions.
This was the most heartfelt lie he had ever told in his life.
Just thinking about losing her caused him a dull pain in his heart.
"But, I'm not afraid!" Bai Xiao blinked, looking at Ye Huang curiously, "Hey, are you injured?"
Ye Huang turned back in surprise.
"Speak up, are you injured?"
Ye Huang subconsciously touched his chest.
"There's an injury on your chest!" Bai Xiao's face changed dramatically, and she pounced over to rip open Ye Huang's clothes.
Ye Huang was caught off guard, forgetting to resist, and was knocked down onto the window seat with her, his laptop sliding onto the carpet.
The window seat was wide, covered with a thick woolen blanket, and Bai Xiao, straddling Ye Huang, quickly unbuttoned his shirt.
On his honey-colored skin, a small red bean throbbed with his heartbeat. Where was the wound?
