"Gu Nanqiao," he stared at her with an inscrutable expression, "do you assume that I won't harm you?"
Gu Nanqiao smiled slightly, "Would you harm me?"
"..."
She sighed softly, her eyes as clear as water, shimmering with waves, "Mo Feng, you're not mad enough to harm a pregnant woman."
He had long known about her relationship with Huo Jingting; if his sole intent was to take revenge on Huo Jingting, he could completely use her against him.
Because she was Huo Jingting's weak spot, any slight harm she suffered would be more painful to him than being hurt himself.
As long as he had her as leverage, Huo Jingting would definitely be under his control at every turn.
But he hadn't done so.
She trusted him, not because she thought he was a good person, but because Huo Jingting believed in him, and she believed in Huo Jingting.
