Yang Gang's eyes glazed over, his hand trembled violently as he stared at Little Qi, saying word by word: "Little Qi, what did you just say?"
Little Qi glanced at Yang Gang and nonchalantly said, "Yang Gang, you really do still care about Little Xi."
Yang Gang grabbed Little Qi by the collar, losing his composure as he barked, "Isn't it obvious! Su Xiaoxi is still my wife!!"
Just as Gu Xiaorou was about to round a corner, she heard this conversation and abruptly stopped in her tracks.
She stood there like a fool, her hand placed over her heart, a sharp pang of heartache spreading in her pupils.
She had guessed it correctly…
He had loved Sister Xiaoxi for over a decade, how could he truly forget her?
If he was to really part ways with Sister Xiaoxi, why hadn't he mustered up the courage to do so after all these years?
She remembered that time four or five years ago, the pain in Yang Gang's eyes when he found out Sister Xiaoxi saw him as nothing more than a younger brother.
