"Really, it's not as dangerous as you think, and besides, I know how to protect myself, Yuan Bao was also by my side, and Yuan Bao was a great help."
Lin Chuxia tried to simplify things, but Qin Yang's expression just kept getting worse.
Finally, he grabbed her shoulders and kissed her directly.
He was afraid that if she spoke more, he would be infuriated to death.
"Lin Chuxia, Lin Chuxia, this actually happened before you went to the Northwest, and you're only telling me now," after he saw it in the newspaper.
If he hadn't coincidentally seen that day's newspaper, would this woman have continued to keep it from him?
Today, Qin Yang felt the most severe sense of defeat in his over 20 years of life.
He had never felt so failed in his life, and as a husband, he felt utterly devastated.
He wasn't a qualified husband; whenever his wife faced danger or difficulty, he wasn't there for her in time, he didn't even have the right to know.
