"Want to question me?" Xiao Ye looked at her with cold eyes.
So, on the ride here, he had actually seen her.
Yao Beidi was gently biting her lip.
Question?!
What was there to question about.
For many years, she had grown accustomed to it, unable to care anymore.
She shook her head, "Tomorrow Xiaoxiao has a program performance at school, will you go?"
"What do you think?" he countered, with a hint of amusement.
"Alright, I understand," she said, and left his room.
Ever since they moved into this new house, they had been living separately.
Xiao Xiaoxiao was Xiao Ye's daughter, but he had never once held her, never once looked at her properly, and, perhaps, even harbored some disdain...
She lay on her own bed, and suddenly a silent tear traced down the corner of her eye.
It seemed that a numbed heart could occasionally still ache.
The banquet hall.
Qiao Xiguan had been obediently standing by Qi Huifen's side until the end of the banquet.
