C961 The President of His Beloved Wife Who Was Killed by the Waves on the Beach

The room was eerily silent. Bai Jiu was a little flustered. She didn't dare look Gu Nian in the eye for fear of finding evidence that he despised her. If that happened, she would hate herself to death …

"Um …" "I'm hungry, I'll go …" As Bai Jiu spoke, she was about to pull away from his embrace. But before she could finish her sentence, someone grabbed her wrist