"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!"
As Huang Ze spoke, he raised his hand and furiously slapped his own cheek. "Miss Su, I beg you, please don't tell Xiaojie!"
His behavior elicited a look of disdain and a snort of derision from Su Liuying. To think that she once considered him a cultured man when in fact he was nothing but a debased scholar!
She really felt sorry for Wen Xiaojie. Out of so many choices, she chose such a scoundrel, and Wen Xiaojie remained deceived by him all along.
How cruel must his heart be to abandon his own wife and child, indulging in a carefree liaison with that woman here?
"Huang Ze, what are you doing?"
The woman, seeing Huang Ze's face swollen from hitting himself, went up to him with concern and grabbed his hand, trying to stop him from hitting himself further.
"Stop hitting yourself, it's already swelling up!"
Su Liuying watched the two caring for each other with a cold laugh.
