Before Su Kexin could think of an answer, Gu Chi spoke again, calmly and collectedly."Su Kexin, I don't care what happened to you in the past. But I hope you understand that you are my wife now, and..."Well, I see..." Zhao Yizhuo slowly released her hand. 。"Get him some dessert, I'll treate, writing a self-criticism. Huailing had things to do, so she could only temporarily postpone writing it and deal with them first before finishing her self-criticism. 。But the result of this matter w...