Chi Xiaoyu turned her head, Gong Beiming had already risen, his hangover making him look very lethargic, his demonically handsome face somewhat pale.
The gray sleeping robe was loosely open, revealing his tight upper body muscles.
Beneath the messy long fringe, a pair of long eyes were deep and sorrowful.
His large hand was tightly clasping her small one...
"Wife, you brought me back which means you still love me, right?"
"Huh!" Chi Xiaoyu scoffed coldly, pulling her hands away.
"Love or not, what difference does it make? Don't you have Sister Bai? Since you're already engaged to her, why come looking for me? Do you think I'm a fool?"
All her grievances finally burst forth at this moment.