So, Charles Yin said coldly, "If you're not feeling well, you shouldn't have come along."
Seeing Charles Yin's coldness, Cecilia Gu's eyes dimmed.
As expected!
Lydia Lin was right!
Charles Yin really can't let go of Lydia Lin, can he?
Now that Lydia Lin has appeared in front of him again, his attitude towards me instantly became much colder.
Fine, let everyone go their separate ways tonight.
Once I give birth to this child, I'll make a clean break with the Yin family.
Max Mo remained as courteous as ever: "Miss Gu, you're too polite. We haven't been waiting long."
Charles Yin especially disliked how tolerant Max Mo was towards Cecilia Gu.
His wife doesn't need another man's tolerance, does she?
"Sit here." Charles Yin said to Cecilia Gu, leaving no room for argument.
Without hesitation, Cecilia Gu sat down next to Charles Yin.
Charles Yin looked at Max Mo with a provocative gaze.
Today, they competed in golf, swimming, billiards, ping pong, and tennis—each had their wins and losses.
But when it comes to Cecilia Gu, he's never going to beat me.
Max Mo said nonchalantly, "Mr. Yin and Miss Gu really do have a relationship that makes people envious!"
Max Mo had called Cecilia Gu 'Miss Gu' twice now, purposely avoiding calling her Mrs. Yin.
Even Cecilia Gu could hear the sarcasm in Max Mo's comeback this time.
Cecilia Gu frowned slightly, but this wasn't the right occasion for her to speak up.