"You don't even have to think about the divorce. You're my wife and always will be.
"Qiao Mianmian, you're angry that I accused you, that's why you deliberately said those words out of spite. But have you thought about how I'd feel hearing what you said?"
At this point, he smiled mockingly. "You don't care how I feel, do you? Otherwise, why would you stab me in the heart this way."
Qiao Mianmian widened her eyes.
Mo Yesi looked straight into her swollen eyes. "You don't care if another woman likes me, or if I like another woman. In other words, I'm just not important to you at all.
"I'm just a dispensable person."
Qiao Mianmian was dumbfounded.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but no words came out.
"Qiao Mianmian." The man's voice was deep and his words enunciated clearly. "No matter how much someone loves a person, they will get tired eventually if it's a one-sided contribution.
