"Sigh! Qin Keer, at the beginning, you kept marrying someone else regardless of his hardship. Do you think that he failed you before? Mu Jiyun's cold and charming smile on her lips, her deep eyes squinting at her, her knife-like perfect face with a sense of ridicule, another woman who can not carry, is not sure how long she has to be closed in such a good self-feeling to recognize the truth of things.

"I admit that I was too angry, but he did not deceive me? If he hadn't concealed from me that he was Leng's son-in-law, how could I have chosen someone else and abandoned him? Speaking of...