Du Liya froze. "Shen Zhengfeng, you married Li Xiaomei a long time ago. Me remarrying now isn't exactly fast, is it?"
"But... but you told me you loved me! Right up until we divorced, you were still asking if I had ever loved you!"
The reason Shen Zhengfeng had managed to stay with Du Liya for so many years and even have a son with her—aside from her family being very wealthy and well-connected—was that, most importantly, Du Liya had always worshipped him.
A beautiful young woman, stylishly dressed with permed hair, bright and lovely, with eyes only for him.
That was the sum of Shen Zhengfeng's memories of the young Du Liya.
But now, seeing Du Liya in the arms of a younger man, her gaze filled with disgust as she looked at him, Shen Zhengfeng felt nothing but irritation and frustration.
He even felt like he'd been deceived.
