An Junxi stared blankly at Gu Yikun's face on the television. Two years had passed, yet he had not changed a bit. His resolute features had become even more steadfast, and his emotions were hidden so deeply that even she couldn't read him anymore.
The reporter interviewing him this time was rather bold with their questions, "President Gu, recently there have been rumors that you secretly registered for marriage three years ago, but the marriage lasted less than a year before you divorced. Could you please clarify this..."
Gu Yikun's face remained unchanged as he cut in, "These are all just rumors. I hope the gossip stops here today."
An Junxi's grip tightened.
The baby in her arms started to cry, "Painful..."
Only then did An Junxi realize she had been gripping the baby's hand too tightly, the delicate skin on the baby's arm had turned red from her grip.
