C511 Cracking

The wine dripped onto Koo Lingjue's face. He didn't wipe it off. He looked at me and asked, "Why did you do this to my mother?"

Three times, three times it was all the same. He didn't listen to me, didn't ask me what had happened, our child, he didn't ask anything, the first one was his mother.

Tears gushed out of my eyes, but I knew I couldn't cry, I couldn't be so unyielding, absolutely not