As soon as Mo Xiaoqiang heard this, his complexion underwent a drastic change, "Xuexue, did you get a clear look at the man's appearance?"
"No, I only saw a silhouette. He was quite tall and burly, but the way they interacted was very intimate; it seems their relationship is not ordinary. That's why I'm giving you a heads up, dad. Don't be the last to know, like a cuckolded fool."
Had these words been spoken before, Mo Xiaoqiang would definitely not have believed them and would have flown into a rage, cursing Xuexue for daring to compare him to a cuckold. However, ever since he witnessed Auntie Sun's affair with Butcher Yu with his own eyes, even if he wanted to scold her, he found himself lacking the energy to do so.
Why?
Because he felt guilty.
After all, it was the truth.
This matter weighed on his heart like a mountain for a long time, yet he couldn't confide in anyone, because such matters were too shameful. He could only bottle it up inside, nearly becoming sick from it.
