Even now, Xu Qiaoqiao still couldn't believe that the uncle who taught her to swim and bickered with her could suddenly change into someone else entirely. She would rather believe he had his reasons.
She stood there, exuding a desire to have a deep talk with him.
Qi Liu stared at her, then suddenly laughed, "Reasons? Yes, I have my reasons."
No sooner had he spoken than a voice came from behind, "Honey, what are you doing?"
Along with the voice came a woman, fresh out of the bath, her hair still dripping. She was wrapped in a towel, stepping out from inside, and upon seeing Qi Liu, she immediately spoke in a coquettish tone, "Why are you standing by the door?"
Xu Qiaoqiao's pupils shrank in disbelief as she looked at the woman.
Then she turned her head toward Qi Liu, "You, you..."
Qi Liu shrugged his shoulders and spoke up, "Sorry, my wife isn't dead, so... I told you, it was just a fling..."
Xu Qiaoqiao stared at him in astonishment.
She clenched her fists tightly.
