It was brightly lit at the entrance of Lin City's Jazz Palace KTV.
Ye Wen could not stop vomiting while holding onto a willow tree on the street. She was crying while vomiting. It was a hideous sight as she was like a drunkard.
"Why? Ye Chen, what did my family owe you in our past life? Why must you cling onto us like a herbal plaster? Why do you have to have such an ignorant face every day? I wouldn't bother to look at you if not for my dad.
"You're almost 30. Not only did your wife run away, but you also got yourself a job through a shortcut. My mom was right about you. You're a piece of crap!
"I hate you, I really do!"
Meanwhile, Liu Feng, Zhao Qian, Zhang Li, Zhou Kai, and the rest kept comforting her.
"There, there Wenwen. Stop crying. Don't be mad about that piece of crap. You're the one at a loss if you break your body from being angry.
