Huo Beijiang was left helpless by his wife's gaze, finally dragging over a chair to sit in front of her. An audacious flair added to his handsome face, but a flicker of seriousness flashed in his deep eyes.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye, too fast for anyone to catch.
"I'm giving you a chance to turn over a new leaf, to start anew." Huo Beijiang sat like a grandfather.
Nan Fei's lips twitched uncontrollably, and the last shred of guilt and unease in her heart was completely stirred away by this jerk.
He always had a way of making you both angry and hateful, yet helpless at the same time.
"So, should I thank you?"
Huo Beijiang waved his hand, "No need, I'm not usually one for grand gestures."
Nan Fei: "…"
Could this man get any more shameless? What does he mean not one for grand gestures?
