After saying that, he reached out to grab Gu Qibao’s hand, eager to show and to explain urgently.
It was evident that he was really a bit anxious.
However, Gu Qibao recoiled as if shocked by electricity, hastily pulling her hand away as if she was scared of his touch.
Her sudden defensiveness sent a sharp jolt through Di Mingjue’s heart, as if someone had punched him softly, making him feel uncomfortable.
"Qibao, listen to me, I really didn’t mean to doubt you. We’re husband and wife, can’t I ask you for your phone’s password?"
"But you never asked before. Why do you suddenly want to ask now? What do you hope to find in my phone?" Gu Qibao looked at him, trying to discern some sort of answer from his face.
Anyway, her intuition told her that Di Mingjue doubted her and wanted to pry into her affairs.
This response from her made Di Mingjue feel even worse, as if something made his nose itch for no reason. He hadn’t expected that simply asking for her phone password would elicit such a fierce reaction.
He had always thought they could share everything with each other, but it seemed he was too naïve.
The two of them were still different individuals after all, and oftentimes, their understandings and consciousness could never truly sync up.
In an instant, his strikingly handsome face turned cold, and an intimidating chill that was inherently his spread from him.
Gu Qibao was taken aback and couldn’t help but shiver.
How long had it been since she had seen this side of him?
It was just like the very first him she knew—cold, terrifying, and even heartless.
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