"I don't need your feigned concern!"
Qiao Yin looked at him coldly: "But I need to know, what exactly did you do to my mother back then!"
"I didn't do anything to her, why would you ask such a question? I've told you before, we were mutual lovers, I liked her, and she liked me. I only lied to her about the divorce, apart from that, I didn't lie to her nor harm her in any way."
"That's okay if you don't want to talk about it now, but you will one day."
As she spoke, Qiao Yin took out the pile of gifts Gu Chengqiao had given her from her bag and threw them on his table, "This is your stuff, I won't accept them. Don't think that a little gift can make up for your past mistakes. No matter what wrongs my mother had to suffer in the past, I will claim justice for her."
Unable to bear it, Gu Chengqiao said, "She didn't suffer any injustice. I've always treated her well and gave in to her every request."