But it can't be concealed, just like paper can't wrap fire, no matter how thick the paper is, it will eventually be burned to ashes.
Huo Jingting's complexion was serious, as things had come to this point, he was at his wit's end.
He felt terrible, and Fu Lingfeng felt as if his heart was being twisted by a knife.
The pain spread through his nerves to all his limbs and bones, especially in his heart, it was as if he was suffocating.
After that night, because of the anger in his heart, he vented all his resentment on Gu Nanqiao.
Many times, he thought about the fact that, actually, she was innocent.
But even after thinking about it, he still couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, so while he kept hurting her, he suppressed the love in his heart, which eventually led to them being strangers today.
He thought about countless possibilities, about who that beast was that night, but he never thought it would be Huo Jingting.
