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"First, your husband's family hasn't been destroyed, and second, I've never thought about killing your husband!"
"Never thought about it?"
Mai Xiaomai sneered and said, "Then what about him being hunted down in the deserts of Egypt, what was that all about?"
"That has nothing to do with me."
Qiao Chuleng remained calm and unwavering, "I don't have many virtues, but if I've done something, I absolutely won't deny it."
"Nothing to do with you?"
Mai Xiaomai frowned, her gaze fixed on his face, trying to find traces of a lie.
But there was nothing.
His eyes looked so sincere.
A liar wouldn't have such eyes unless they were a master deceiver.
So, was Qiao Chutian lying, or did he mistakenly think the people chasing him were sent by Qiao Chuleng, when in fact it was someone else?
He seemed reluctant to talk much about his time in Egypt.
She didn't press him.
After all, Macy died for him there, and bringing it up would probably sadden him, reminding him of Macy.
