Gu Qiaoqiao did not struggle, nor did she resist, allowing the scorching hand to firmly wrap around her own small hand.
They had discussed this issue before, and the result was Qin Yize agreeing to a divorce.
But now, Qin Yize seemed to desire an answer even more.
However, at this moment, Gu Qiaoqiao also wanted to know—where did that world go?
Perhaps it was when she was locked naked and bruised in a pigpen, or when her family members died one after another, or perhaps when she stood in despair on the edge of a cliff, that the beautiful world she loved collapsed.
It completely collapsed!
Leaving behind nothing but pain and despair.
Gu Qiaoqiao wanted to stand up and leave decisively, she wanted to scornfully dismiss his words with cold indifference.
She wanted to laugh, she wanted to mock and then coldly tell him that if love was gone, it was gone—what's the use in so many questions and pointless talk!