Huo Qiming fired off four questions in a row, as volatile as a firecracker waiting for a spark to ignite.
Xu Junjun had always been the type to respond to soft persuasion rather than force. If Huo Qiming’s tone hadn’t been so rigid and aggressively overbearing, she might have deigned to pick a couple of his questions to answer perfunctorily. But the moment he opened his mouth with that air of a husband catching a cheating wife, she decided she wasn’t playing along.
She stood on the carriage, arms crossed. The golden rays of the setting sun spilled over the carriage roof, leaving a few ribbons of light to dance across her exquisite profile, giving her an aura of inexplicable, icy detachment.
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