Selina looked at Leng Qirui with contempt.
"Tsk tsk, did you spend all your brains on games? So, you're blaming me now? You're blaming me for helping you turn the tables around? You want Uncle Leng to continue being kept in the dark while you continue to be framed by Ye Hai, continue flying into a rage like a fool? Is that what you want?"
"What do you mean by acting like a fool? Selina, can you not be so venomous with your words?" Leng Qirui was beaten black and blue, but he still could not remember how the pain he would feel from contracting Selina.
Leng Jinpeng, "..." What did she mean by being kept in the dark? Did he look like that fool, Leng Qirui?
Unable to bear how horrible Leng Qirui's handsome face was beaten up, Selina decided against retorting after thinking about it.
Forget it, forget it. She could afford to love her own man.
She could tolerate him this one time.
