"Do you envy her?"
Jiang Muwan saw yearning in He Ximeng's gaze.
It was a yearning for death.
As Jiang Muwan asked this question, her fingertips slightly curled beside her.
For a moment, she felt afraid.
Afraid that He Ximeng would walk down the same path as Mei Qiong.
And He Ximeng?
Smiled, without saying anything.
"If you have things to do, go ahead! I'll just stay here quietly."
He was asking her to leave.
His polite words carried a hint of bluntness; blunt enough to leave Jiang Muwan stunned.
But she understood.
Nodded slightly.
Without the usual courtesy words, she simply turned around and left the riverbank.
She settled into the car when returning.
Gu Jiangnian reached out and held her arm, pulling her close, and leaned in for a kiss.
His kiss was intense.
So intense it surpassed any proximity between husband and wife.
Not even close to gentle.
