Chi Huan really was taken aback when she saw her face, which was neither big nor small. Liang Manyue, although not exactly a stunning beauty five years ago, could still be considered delicately attractive. Now, she was gaunt and haggard beyond recognition, and her aura withered.
She originally didn't want to say anything to Liang Manyue in such a state, but those eyes were fixated on her relentlessly, unwilling to let go. Chi Huan still managed a thin smile and spoke with a touch of sarcasm, "You say I've seduced a married man, I have no objections, but why lash out at me alone? Even if I've seduced him, it takes two to tango. This is his place, after all. Isn't it just like the saying goes, women are always the most critical of other women?"
Liang Manyue was stunned, silenced by her retort.
She then looked towards the silent man beside her and, frowning, asked, "Shiqian, haven't you already married and have a daughter? Why are you still entangled with this woman?"
