His fingers paused, filled with disbelief.
As he continued to scroll up, more and more pictures appeared before his eyes, and his disbelief gradually turned into shock, a layer of lifelessness slowly appearing in his eyes.
Jiang Yu silently observed his reactions from the side, and upon seeing the remorse flooding his dejected face, he instantly felt a sense of revengeful satisfaction.
"Do you see? This is what she saw last. Until her death, she was still watching you being affectionate. And you, repeatedly humiliating her, yet unwilling to divorce her. She hated you so much that she didn't even wish to die in front of you."
Zhan Qing's face turned ashen in an instant.
