The moment Yang Huining stepped out of the house, she let out a hefty sigh of relief.
She could naturally sense the initial suspicion in Yuwen Hao's eyes.
She might appear nonchalant in front of him, but inside, she was extremely apprehensive and nervous.
Though this feeling - of being anxious yet somehow a little addictive - was something she couldn't fully comprehend.
Nevertheless, it was taking a toll on her heart.
Hesitant, she abruptly pulled out a ladies' cigarette and lit it up. Usually, she wouldn't smoke, but she needed to calm her nerves just then.
One cigarette did the trick; her overexcited brain began to cool down.
And then, her heart was filled with waves of guilt and regret.
Even though she hadn't exactly betrayed her husband, she felt incredibly remorseful towards him.
Her words just now had instantly dispelled Yuwen Hao's doubts.
