Zhan Jie swung her arm and said bitterly: "Who asked him to accept it? I don't love him anymore, I only hate him now. I hate him, so I want to revenge on him. I want him to pay for the pain of being hurt by a loved one. Shi Yuhuan, I've done my research. In Q City, there's a man named Si Jianan who really likes you. He doesn't care that you're carrying someone else's child, he insists on pursuing you. Now, I want you to be with Si Jianan, then tell Shi Yuhuan with Si Jianan that you don't love him, you've never loved him, you're going to marry Si Jianan."
"What?" Song Qinghuan widened her eyes in horror.
Without love, what left is hate. To say hate is still love. She guessed that Zhan Jie would want her to leave Shi Yuhuan, but she did not expect Zhan Jie to ask her to marry another man.
Zhan Jie sneered: "Otherwise, get ready to never see your daughter for the rest of your life."
Song Qinghuan was stunned, as though suffocating.
