The one where that man was beating his wife after bringing her to such an exotic place...." The words came out carefully, testing the waters, after all, he was a man, too, and Huo Yang had once done that. "And we had intervened."
"I remember." His voice had taken on a harder edge, though his touch remained gentle.
Tang Fei was quiet for a moment, choosing her words carefully so that they wouldn't come out in an insulting way. "It made me think. About... about us. About what kind of man you are."
"And what kind of man am I?" There was something cautious in his tone now, as if he wasn't entirely sure where this conversation was heading.
She propped herself up on one elbow to look at him directly, her hair falling in a dark curtain around her face. "Would you ever... I mean, could you ever imagine... doing something like that? To me?"
Huo Ting Cheng's expression shifted, surprise, then something that looked almost like pain.
