In the night.
The speeding luxury car wove in and out through the river of traffic that looked like the Milky Way.
But the atmosphere in the car was more strained than it had ever been.
Gu Xiaozhan wasn’t just angry, he was furious.
He’d always thought she treated him as her support.
That she would tangle with him, cling to him, and never leave him.
But now it seemed that had all been his wishful thinking.
Something this big had happened, and she hadn’t planned to tell him at all.
If Miao Feishuang hadn’t been taken again today like prey, they still wouldn’t know what happened last time.
He’d been willing to trust her, that was why he gave her enough space.
And this is the result? She doesn’t see him as the closest person to her, does she!
Gu Xiaozhan pressed his thin lips together, his fists clenched so tight it felt like he could flip the whole car at any moment.
Mu Anhan really did blame herself today; if she hadn’t insisted on investigating this criminal to help Firebird, Miao Feishuang wouldn’t have gotten hurt.
So she was very upset.
She really shouldn’t have dragged Miao Feishuang into this; even if she ran into danger, she could handle it herself, but she couldn’t let an innocent person get pulled in.
Gu Xiaozhan being angry was only to be expected.
They said nothing the whole way and returned to Tianqin Residence.
When the two of them came back one after the other, the kids were already asleep.
Zhu Chen could see the clouds gathering before the coming storm; he didn’t dare say much and only asked, "Mr. Gu, Madam, would you like a late-night snack?"
"I’m not hungry," Mu Anhan said.
Gu Xiaozhan said nothing and went straight back to the bedroom.
Mu Anhan followed him back; he yanked off his tie, loosened the buttons of his shirt, revealing his sexy collarbones.
He rolled his sleeves up to his elbows; seeing her just stand there quietly made his anger flare up again. "You don’t have anything you want to say to me?"
"I was wrong." Mu Anhan’s voice was very soft.
"And?" Gu Xiaozhan asked in a low voice.
Mu Anhan shook her head.
What else was there to say? Wrong was wrong.
There was so much anger in Gu Xiaozhan’s chest, but none of it made it out.
He wanted to ask her, who was she risking herself like this for?
For Firebird, who was working the case?
Or was it really for justice?
He wanted to ask her if she still remembered Pei Zhe.
What kind of place did Pei Zhe actually hold in her heart?
But he couldn’t get the words out.
He was afraid that once he asked, their relationship would deteriorate and their feelings would diminish instead of grow.
Even if he was living in an illusion, it at least let him keep the illusion that she loved him.
But once the truth was punctured, where would they go from there?
He’d given her the chance to come clean, but she refused to say anything.
Gu Xiaozhan could control everything in this world, but he just couldn’t handle this one woman.
He looked at her; she kept her eyes lowered, looking very obedient.
But he could clearly see that she’d built up defenses in her heart.
"Honey, I’m sorry." Mu Anhan gazed at him. "However you want to punish me, I’ll accept it."
She wasn’t acting cute or coquettish today, trying to laugh it off.
Usually, whenever she did something wrong, she just acted spoiled with him and it was over.
But today she wasn’t being cute, wasn’t playing around, was she just trying to draw a clear line between them?
"How do you think I’m going to punish you?" Gu Xiaozhan shot the question back at her.
Mu Anhan looked at his forearms with the sleeves rolled up, the veins bulging; he’d probably wanted to hit her back at Lu Yuhao’s place already.
She obediently lay down across his legs, wrapped her arms around his waist, pressed her little head against his lower abdomen, and said, "Go ahead and hit me."