Chapter 962: Gu Xiaorou

The High Priest, veiled in a black scarf, was unrecognizable, but Yang Gang recognized her instantly.

She was his Xiaorou.

At this moment, Yang Gang's once still heart began to violently stir again, to the point of being unable to control himself.

He had flirted with many women and liked many of them too, like Sister Miao and Yang Fei.

If a man's heart could only love one woman the most.

For Yang Gang, that woman was neither his wife Zhang Miao nor the temperamental Yang Fei, but Gu Xiaorou.

This woman was irreplaceable in Yang Gang's life; she had silently accompanied him since she was thirteen, only she knew how much pain she had endured and how many grievances she had suffered.

Yang Gang's hands trembled as he gently caressed the poster on the wall, his eyes brimming with scalding tears.

"Xiaorou, she's not dead, she's not dead, haha!"

Yang Gang laughed wildly as if venting.

Bystanders looked at him with puzzled eyes, thinking he was insane.