"Let go of me!"
"You've already gotten together with him so quickly? Do you still like him? Do you still love him?" He was obsessed with this question, staring at her intensely.
Her eyes were red, looking at him mockingly.
After all this time, did he really not know if she loved him or not?
"Say something! Do you still love him? Have you been waiting eagerly to divorce me, huh?" He grabbed her chin, tears welling up in his eyes.
Qiao Mo flung his hand away: "Yes! I do like him, I do love him! Didn't you already know that? Why are you pretending to be confused?"
"Say it to me one more time! Tell me again!"
Qiao Mo chuckled lightly: "Yes, I like him, I love him. I never wanted to be with you, did you understand that?"
His eyes were about to split, his thin lips trembling, he roared: "Are you so desperate, huh? Can't you live without a man?"
