Gong Xiaoqiao: "Is it because I know now, you can't use my love to hurt me anymore, can you?"
Gu Hangshen's expression changed abruptly, stiffened as if he had been exposed, with a murderous look in his eyes.
That look seemed to speak volumes without saying a word.
Gong Xiaoqiao casually wiped the water stains off her cheeks, "Perhaps, you wanted to return the favor, to exact vengeance. He killed your dearest one, so you want to kill his dearest one..."
"Heh, dearest one..." Gong Xiaoqiao murmured the phrase with extreme sarcasm.
She thought she was already pitiful, but to her surprise, what was more pitiful was that she had lived for more than twenty years and only now found out who her real father was!
What was even more pitiful was that this man had the power to drag her into hell with him.
What completely chilled Xiaoqiao's heart was that Gu Hangshen didn't deny any of it, not even a single word.
"What do you need... for your hatred to be satisfied..."
