"You don't know the situation, so don't speak carelessly." Gu Junhe knew very well how Zou Yaru married him, but having Xu Nianhua lay it out so plainly on the table, as a man, how could he have any face?
"Fine, I won't bring up past events. Why did Zou Yaru leave? Don't you have any idea?" Xu Nianhua thought of how in less than a year, Zou Yaru, like a delicate and vibrant flower, quickly withered away. If this had nothing to do with Gu Junhe, she wouldn't believe it.
Gu Junhe looked at Xu Nianhua in astonishment, seemingly surprised by how much she knew. Then he lowered his eyes and said, "So, she went looking for that poor chauffeur gigolo."
"Zou Yaru came to see me. When I saw her, she was so thin the wind could blow her away, and she fainted from anemia. The doctor said it was a consequence of miscarriage without proper care. May I ask, how did she miscarry?" Xu Nianhua countered instead of answering.
Gu Junhe's face showed guilt. How did Zou Yaru miscarry?
