Hu Xiaoyan's face turned even paler: "No, I didn't..."
Ou Mucen frowned: "Then why would you ask such a thing? Do you know what it means to a man? Asking like that suggests what?"
"What?"
"It suggests you don't trust him. Between lovers, absolute trust is needed. If you doubt even this, how can he accept you again? Do you know why he vomited blood and fell into a coma?"
Vomiting blood and coma?
He vomited blood and fell into a coma?
Hu Xiaoyan's pupils shrank severely: "Why... why?"
Ou Mucen looked at her coldly: "Because the person who truly killed Xia Zhichu was his adoptive mother, and he was merely framed by his adoptive mother. Do you understand what I mean now?"
Hu Xiaoyan: "..."
It was as if someone had hit her over the head harshly, she stood there; instantly, all her thoughts and reactions were gone.
The one who killed Xia Zhichu was his adoptive mother?
