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Indeed, just now, the look in Phoenix Blood's eyes was terrifying.
It was as if they wanted to consume him alive.
But with a flicker of thought, Mr. Gao chuckled.
Let them be angry, let them be.
Yet, the seed of doubt had been sown.
Although Dong Huiying's reaction was very normal, he was confident that his words today would surely have an effect.
Phoenix Blood's face was ashen with rage, but what exactly was he angry about?
Wasn't it just the fear of her overthinking?
Humph, you steal away my wife, you make my life miserable, then don't expect to live happily yourself.
Reap the bitter fruits you have sown yourself!
...
After Mr. Gao left, Liang Shujun stood outside the small courtyard, looking at Dong Huiying inside. His expression was a mix of mockery and resignation, like relief but also somewhat reluctant.
All these feelings intertwined, leaving him in a state of confusion and complexity.
