"The way you asked that is practically a rhetorical question; can I not love my own wife?"
Meng Fan was so taken aback by the remark that he dared not make a sound.
In fact, Yu Xiuli would not have gotten involved this time if it hadn't been for a lead concerning events from more than twenty years ago.
Nor did she wish to be led by the nose by Yun Nicang...
Fortunately, Yun Mengluo had secretly tipped her off, so she knew what Yun Nicang said was true.
Yu Xiuli left at three o'clock in the afternoon.
She took a private jet out of G City.
Gu Xia, who was somewhat tired, had called Mo Guo to ensure that Xiao Xue was in good shape, then took a bath at home, hoping to get some good sleep.
It was during her bath...
She faintly heard some strange noises outside the door.
"Who is it? Did you forget something?"
Gu Xia thought it was Yu Xiuli returning and even called out to check.
But there was no answer, and after listening for a while longer, the noise stopped.
