When everything was over, Qiao Xu stared silently at the bathroom with the mist lingering, feeling no joy on her face or in her heart.
She had never thought that the beautiful monts between them would begin in this way.
Qiao Xu crouched in pain, and Lu Moqing just glanced at her coldly, then went to the shower, rinsed off casually, and left wrapped in a bath towel.
After waiting for a long ti, Qiao Xu finally recovered from her unbearable pain and slowly got up from the floor to clean herself in the shower.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, though pale as paper, her exquisite beauty was still apparent, but it was never enough to catch Lu Moqing's eye.
Mockingly pulling at the corner of her mouth, she was surprised to see that Lu Moqing was still in the room.
This was their bridal chamber, but in the three years, he had rarely ever appeared here, let alone spent the night.
At this mont, Lu Moqing was already dressed and sitting on the sofa, his long legs lazily crossed, looking at Qiao Xu in a disdainful manner.
She was not unfamiliar with this kind of gaze, but tonight... it was so glaring that it made her feel utterly humiliated.
Qiao Xu looked up at him for a while, her voice a bit hoarse, "Is there anything else?"
Lu Moqing stood in front of her, looking down on the badly bruised, pale but calm woman who infuriated him, and slowly uttered rciless words from his lips.
"Xiao Rou is back. I'm giving you one day to get out of here."
Qiao Xu's body went stiff, and her previously dazed eyes revealed a hint of disbelief—
"Su Rou is back?"
Su Rou was a na she was very familiar with, even though she had never appeared in Qiao Xu's life, she was always present in it.
Qiao Xu looked up into Lu Moqing's eyes for a long ti. They were so deep he seed emotionless with a cold stare when facing her.
She stared at Lu Moqing quietly, as the mory of that gentle, sunny teenager gradually blurred in her mind.
For a mont, she took a deep breath, as if mustering courage, and asked softly, "Mo Qing, in these three years, have you ever...liked , even for a mont?"
As she asked this question, Qiao Xu knew she was stepping on her own dignity.
The tears in her eyes were pushed back forcefully by her.
Lu Moqing's body stiffened, not expecting Qiao Xu to ask him this question. A flash of confusion in the depths of his eyes crossed.
But the confusion was only fleeting before dissipating.
Staring at Qiao Xu silently for a long ti, only to hear a sarcastic cold laugh from his mouth, "What do you think?"
Qiao Xu saw the mockery in his eyes, as if laughing at her wishful thinking.
She laughed too, thinking her question was a bit ridiculous, completely lacking self-awareness.
Over the past three years, if Lu Moqing had even the slightest fondness for her, he would not have humiliated her like this now.
Lu Moqing didn't understand why she suddenly laughed. ntioning Su Rou, her reaction was unexpectedly calm.
So composed that it didn't seem like a normal reaction a wife should have, Lu Moqing looked at her and beca even more irritated.
For the past three years, she had always presented herself in a decent and graceful manner, not making a fuss and acting as a considerate wife who never annoyed him.
Yet only he knew how venomous this woman's heart really was.
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