Upon hearing her words, Huo Shaohua's lips curled into a mocking smile.
He said, "Isn't this what you wanted to see?"
The things she did, out of guilt for her, he couldn't bear to argue with her.
But she took advantage of it, hurting Xingyun with no regard for him at all.
But...
Song Yi frowned in discomfort, despite the deep hatred in her heart, she loved him a bit more...
"I don't want to see you torturing yourself." She lowered her head, mumbling as she reached out to take the glass of wine from his hand again.
This time, he didn't dodge, taking the glass and placing it on the coffee table.
Huo Shaohua laughed sarcastically and sat up to look at the woman he had loved for many years.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Song Yi, under his intense gaze, avoided his eyes uneasily.
"Song Yi, do you have nothing to say to me about what happened today?" Huo Shaohua's face turned cold, his deep eyes staring at her.
