What does it mean to be unlucky, where even drinking cold water gets stuck in your teeth?
Ying Luoyu had figured it out.
Just that one instant—how could it be so coincidental?
He looked up and met Tang Ruoqing's gaze.
He would never forget it.
The panic and fear in that moment.
Even though he knew very well that he was innocent.
But he understood Tang Ruoqing's personality too well.
She was someone who absolutely couldn't tolerate a speck of dust in her eyes.
He had just hugged Tang Ruoqing, and she wouldn't even let him touch her.
If he wasn't physically stronger than her, Tang Ruoqing wouldn't have let him anywhere near her.
Ying Luoyu felt as if he was dying of injustice.
But he was genuinely angry too.
Tang Ruoqing wanted a divorce without figuring out the reason, even going as far as not wanting their son.
Did she not even have the basic trust in him?
Did she think Ying Luoyu was really that kind of casual man?
