She was never that kind of person.
She always appeared to be a very proper woman.
Even if she was interested in a man, she would definitely go about dating seriously and properly, rather than scheduling random encounters.
Those men outside, you don't know them the first time you meet, who knows if they have any diseases?
In this era, the more attractive people are, the more flamboyant and unrestrained they are in relationships, the higher the chance they have diseases.
"Even if you are truly a promiscuous woman, even if you really deceive me... do you think I would let you go? I've been longing for you, yearning for twenty years. Even if you are a promiscuous woman, even if you are a dead person, you must be mine," Fu Ziqian said to Qiao Chuchu.
His tone was icy, tinged with gnashing anger.
"..."
Qiao Chuchu's heart jolted as she looked at Fu Ziqian...
To him...
Alive, she is his; dead, she must also be his corpse?
"You..."
