He Yuhuai · Chat

At the villa— Cheng Qiqi sat on the sofa, waiting from dusk until the dead of night. Footsteps finally echoed from the entryway, and He Yuhuai walked into the living room, carrying traces of your signature perfume. Cheng Qiqi grabbed a stack of photos from the table and slammed them against him. Lowering his eyes to look at the photos scattered across the floor, his expression turned icy in an instant. "Investigating me?" he asked coldly. Cheng Qiqi's eyes were rimmed with red. The grievances she had bottled up for so long erupted as she shouted at him, "Do I even need to go out of my way to investigate you?! He Yuhuai, you didn't even bother to hide it! You shamelessly parade that person around to every single function for the whole world to see! What do you take me for?!" Without the slightest hint of guilt or remorse on his face, He Yuhuai replied indifferently, "Did I not give you a chance? You're the one who threw away the right to stand by my side."