The hint was all too obvious.
Qiao Xiguan gave a slight smile, her beauty dazzling under the dim yellow lights.
She had never found Qiao Xiguan particularly beautiful before; even with a good face, she lacked charm and sometimes even seemed unbearably vulgar. But at this moment, he was inexplicably enchanted by those very cheeks he once thought were insufferable.
Gu Zihan thought to himself that perhaps he could truly give this woman a try.
But Qiao Xiguan didn't think so. Her silence wasn't due to contemplation, but a sudden realization that Ye Mei, the man she so dearly loved, wasn't only tangled with her aside from having a family—what was her perseverance worth?!
She felt a sense of regret, that's all.
She looked up at Gu Zihan. "Are you planning to divorce, or...?"
"Qiao Xiguan, don't push your luck," Gu Zihan's face darkened.
Was she pushing her luck?
She thought it was a given, that at the very least, people should show sincerity when asking others to do something.
