As Qiao Yi spoke, her anger surged, and she gave Zhang Heyuan another slap in the face. Her voice trembled as she said, "Zhang Heyuan, do you know? Three years ago, my family saw you for what you truly are! They told me that your mother is your commander, the supreme ruler in your life. You're brainless, obedient to all your mother's commands. To put it nicely, you're filial. To put it bluntly, you're just a mama's boy! A man like you should never marry; you should spend your whole life with your mother!"
Clutching his face, Zhang Heyuan felt his vision darken and a violent throbbing in his chest, nearly vomiting blood.
He didn't understand how things turned out this way all of a sudden.
Everything was fine just a few days ago.
In just a matter of days, Qiao Yi had changed completely, ruthlessly demanding a divorce.
He looked at Qiao Yi, then at Foo Jinyang, "Yiyi... are you...are you with Foo Jinyang?"
