Gu Qian suddenly froze, staring at Mo Beichen with a bewildered expression, "You're lying. You clearly can't stand to see me happy or prosperous. Mo Beichen, I won't believe a word you say."
Having said that, Gu Qian stood up and ran towards the villa.
What kind of twisted logic is that?
Isn't loving someone supposed to be about wanting them to be happy and joyful? So he was just trying to force his way through her psychological defenses with fallacies. She wouldn't believe it.
Mo Beichen watched her dash quickly into the villa, and he rubbed his forehead helplessly. Had he sinned too much that Gu Qian refused to believe his words?
He stroked his face, pondering what he could do now to change Qianqian's perception of him?
...
Yan Luoxi returned to the villa. After taking a nap in the car, she felt refreshed as she got out. The downstairs was quiet; she changed shoes and went upstairs. Just as she reached the master bedroom door, she heard a child crying inside.
