Unveiling the Truth

The sleek black car glided through the streets of Kyoto, its tinted windows reflecting the city lights. Inside, Feng Ruoxi sat in silence, her mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. Beside her, Jiang Yukang stole occasional glances at his wife, his own mind preoccupied with the impending revelation.

The silence stretched between them, thick and heavy, until Yukang finally broke it. "You seem to be lost in thought," he observed, his tone casual but laced with underlying concern.

Ruoxi stirred from her reverie, a small smirk playing on her lips. "Well, my husband just asked me out with him for the first time since we got married. Of course, I have to prepare for possible scenarios."

Yukang chuckled, appreciating her attempt at deflection. "Nice try, but I know that's not what you're thinking. However, I will flatter you... Well, I'm not going to kill you. I just want you to meet someone."