"How would I know?"
Zhang Mingyue angrily dropped himself onto the sofa.
"Her legs are on her body. How would I know where she went? She only left me a note saying that she'd left."
Damn it, he wanted to know too. Why had she disappeared just because he hadn't come by for only two or three days?
Huo Sihan narrowed his eyes, killing intent filling them. "You'd better not lie to me, or else..."
His throat felt unbearably uncomfortable, and Zhang Mingyue's temper flared as well.
He let out a cold laugh. "Heh, Huo Sihan, what are you doing now?"
"Your marriage to Xiao Qiao is only nominal. I know exactly how you've treated her these past two years. Don't tell me that you regret it now and can't bear to let her go."
Huo Sihan's chest tightened, and he kept his face taut. "This is between us. It's not your place, an outsider's, to interfere."
"Heh, I'm an outsider? Do you think you aren't one to Xiao Qiao?
"Don't forget, you've already signed the divorce papers."
He had clearly driven her away himself, yet now he had come running over to try to win her back?
Hmph, didn't he find that ridiculous?
Huo Sihan's thin lips pressed into a straight line, coldness swirling around him. "Zhang Mingyue, are you trying to steal her from me?"
Although Zhang Mingyue had plenty of people and influence to deal with, he wasn't someone who feared trouble.
Moreover, he really was interested in Su Qiao and wanted to pursue her.
"So what if I am?"
"A man who saved her when she was in grave danger, and a man who watched her suffer humiliation without lifting a finger—any normal person would know which one to choose."
With just that point alone, he