Su Qing's questioning voice was nothing short of mournful and desolate, showcasing a demeanor of ultimate grievance that made Song Ci's mouth twitch.
Oh, the pitiful and fragile heroine in Aunt Qiong's writings!
Men are most taken with this act, hoping no one appears who believes a lost child is love lost for Su Qing, otherwise he might just roll up his sleeves—
And punch him!
That Lin Zhuzi raised his head, looked at Su Qing, felt a stabbing pain in his heart, licked the bitterness on his lips, turned his eyes away, and let out a cold laugh.
"A woman like you who only covets wealth and status, who doesn't despise you? Since you disregard my devotion, then I'll drag you to die together!"
Those present immediately filled in the blanks with a story of a heartless woman.
