Qiao Mo spoke coldly, each word like a thorn piercing Fu Nancheng's heart.
He looked at her in disappointment, how could she be so heartless?
How could she be so indifferent...how could she speak so casually?
"Did you ever love me?" he asked, his eyes red.
Qiao Mo's gaze was somewhat sour, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her mouth wanting to say no.
But her heart ached.
She had loved him so deeply, how could she say such words against her heart.
Jiang Jinghao seemed to see through her silence and said: "Xiao Mo, you go inside first, I'll handle this."
"Okay."
Qiao Mo hesitated for a moment, then nodded and walked into the bedroom.
"Jiang Jinghao, what right do you have?" As soon as he saw Qiao Mo turn and go inside, Fu Nancheng wanted to follow.
Jiang Jinghao reached out to stop him, sneering softly, "I'm living with Xiao Mo, at least I have more right than you, her ex-husband."
