"Forget it, let her go."
Just as Wu Taotao was about to take action, Zhang Meimei suddenly spoke up, telling the two men to stop.
Wu Taotao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his tightly clenched hands slightly relaxed.
Leng Ziqing also breathed a sigh of relief, looking at Zhang Meimei with a complicated expression.
Zhang Meimei chuckled, saying smugly, "I never thought I'd be able to force you to say those words. Wu Taotao, you heard it, he abandoned you again. He abandoned you four years ago, and now he's doing it again. How does it feel to be abandoned again and again? Does it feel great? Hahaha, I always thought I was the pitiful one, but now it seems like you are more pitiful. To be abandoned again and again by the one who claims to love you, to gain and lose—shouldn't it be more painful?"
