Qiao Ruo xing was choked and stared at him without speaking.,This was equivalent to pinching Qiao Juxing's lifeline. If Gu Jingyan didn't get a divorce, she would only be able to exhaust herself in this marriage.,He lowered his head to glance at the base of his right thumb, where a faint touch of red lipstick lingered, like an ambiguous mark.。