Mr. Huo, Can You Handle This?

Huo Qing'ang reclined in his chair, appearing languid, with his deep and cold eyes showing shock upon seeing "Gu Mingyao" on the screen.

Gu Xizhou's information turned out to be true. But why was Gu Pianpian so close to Gu Xizhou? He pondered this while reaching for the answer and speakerphone buttons.

The next moment, Gu Mingyao's voice thundered through the call, dripping with sarcasm and anger. "You heartless thing! You've been married for so long, and you never thought about coming home!"

"Do you think marrying Huo Qing'ang turned you into a phoenix on a branch? Don't forget, it was your father who placed you on that branch!"

"If you don't come home today, just wait for your wings to be broken!"

Gu Pianpian had been abandoned in a temple for seventeen years. In all those years, Gu Mingyao had never visited her in the mountains, never called her, never sent a single text message, and never transferred a single cent. He hadn't fulfilled any of his responsibilities.