Fu Youhan stared unblinkingly at Jiang Moxi beneath him, his gaze freezing on the woman's strikingly beautiful face.
Jiang Moxi also felt it—after her words just now, Fu Youhan stiffened all over and she could even sense the warmth leaving his body bit by bit…
Silence, like an intangible thing, enveloped them.
Though the two were so close at this moment, they seemed miles apart, as distant as the ends of the earth.
Only later did Jiang Moxi realize that her words might have been a little hurtful.
But it was also the truth.
Their marriage had not been one of mutual knowledge and consent from the start, and jealousy was never suited for them.
It's just that since their reconciliation last time, this issue had been deliberately blurred by both, never clarified again to date.
But clearly, bringing up the past now was untimely.
Jiang Moxi realized her mistake and was about to apologize.
But Fu Youhan beat her to it.
