Old Lady Mo anxiously watched Mo Xiaoqiang, waiting for his answer.
Meanwhile, Mo Xiaoqiang, head down, wore a conflicted expression; his inner turmoil raged, uncertain whether to disclose Auntie Sun's affair with another man.
For a moment, the entire main hall fell silent, except for Auntie Sun's low sobs.
Auntie Sun, while wiping her tears, perked up her ears to listen to their conversation. Seeing no movement, she peeked through the gaps between her fingers and caught sight of Mo Xiaoqiang's hesitant face, feeling a sense of foreboding.
"Husband! You must believe me, I truly have not done anything to betray you!" Auntie Sun pleaded as she threw herself into Mo Xiaoqiang's arms, crying loudly to disrupt his thoughts.
Her ploy was evidently effective.
"Get lost, looking at you disgusts me."
Mo Xiaoqiang was resisting her inside, and when he regained his composure, he forcefully pushed her away and turned around, walking away without a backward glance.