Gong Lingtuo didn't dare to continue thinking; he was terrified that the truth might be what he dreaded.
So, once again, he backed off.
Suddenly, he stopped walking, stood in place, and put his hands in his pockets, pressing his lips tightly together, his deep gaze fixed on Jia Xuan's back.
Feeling him halt, Jia Xuan also stopped and turned to look at him, "Why did you stop?"
Gong Lingtuo looked at her without speaking; he didn't want the truth to be what he suspected, but the truth could possibly be just that, otherwise, what else would make Jia Xuan decide to divorce him?
He, usually decisive, suddenly didn't know what to do.
Jia Xuan sensed his emotions and smiled, "Aren't you looking for the truth?" She pointed at the father and daughter, "The truth is right there, don't you want to see it?"
Gong Lingtuo lowered his eyes in silence, pondered for a moment, then looked up at her again, "Let's go."
Jia Xuan turned and continued walking, Gong Lingtuo followed her.
