Chapter 5 Sorry (5)

Qin Youbei didn't think, replying reflexively, "It's definitely not me, how could it possibly be me."

She struggled, but Gu Xiao gripped her wrist even tighter.

"I haven't even said what happened, why are you so eager to deny it?" His eyes, profound and enigmatic, seemed to see right through everything.

Could it be? Has he recognized me? How did he recognize me, that shouldn't be possible. Qin Youbei felt a bit anxious, her tone impatient, "I don't know what you're talking about, let go!"

With that, she began to struggle.

"If you don't want to be thrown to the sharks, behave!" His voice, like a ghost from hell, was chilling to the bone.

Qin Youbei was both anxious and angry. She took a deep breath, forcing herself to stay calm, and looked steadily at Gu Xiao, "You have no evidence, don't wrongly accuse people."

Gu Xiao's gaze turned icy, with a chilling nobility and endless authority, "I'm not a judge, I don't need evidence. If I say it's you, then it's you!"

This domineering and assertive proclamation sent Qin Youbei into panic.

She could hardly breathe due to the dark aura emanating from the man, as if it could strangle someone's throat.

Even now, appearing calm on the surface, her palms had begun to sweat.

"You're accusing me wrongly, at least you ought to tell me, what exactly have I done?"

She was relatively composed, with a look of confusion. At the time, the situation was dangerous, and she had merely used his place to hide, used his body to take cover—it was he who suddenly...

She glanced around; they were outside a restaurant, with passersby coming and going. Their slight confrontation had already attracted frequent glances.

With a sly turn of her eyes, she came up with a plan and suddenly shouted, "How can you do this to me!"

Her high-decibel voice immediately drew the attention of the people around her, pausing to stare at the stylishly dressed girl and the handsome young man.

Gu Xiao frowned, his eyes as sharp as chiseled ice, looking coldly at Qin Youbei.

The warning in his gaze was unmistakable, all over again.

Qin Youbei was not afraid, instead, she slyly gave him a defiant look, and then, tears fell down without warning.

She cried, her expression tragically beautiful, "Today is our wedding anniversary, you said you were going out to see a client, but to my surprise, it turns out you are on a date with your boss's daughter. You heartless, faithless scoundrel, I've just gone through the hardship of a ten-month pregnancy, giving birth to your child, and this is how you treat me!"

"Wow! What a jerk."

"A family ethics drama."

The people around them immediately kindled with the burning heart of gossip, a real-life case of post-marital infidelity.

Qin Youbei fanned the flames, "Back then, when you were down on your luck, penniless, for you, I grudged every bite of food, grudged every piece of clothing, saving every penny to live in poverty with you, enduring and suffering through the hard times with you. How can you now, just for money, be with a rich girl twenty years older than you?"