Ma San rushed over and grabbed Qian'e by the collar, pulling her up as he asked, "You little whore, aren't you so full of yourself! You still want me to get rid of me! Let me tell you, that's impossible! I won't divorce Shen Na! You can give up that thought!"
"It's none of your business whether I die or not. But you, Ma San, let me tell you. If I don't have a good life, don't even think about having a good one either. One of us must die. I'm not afraid of death! Today, I must let you experience what I went through!" Qian'e smiled in a strange way. She did not care about her own life at the moment. As long as she could take revenge, she was willing to do anything.
"You crazy woman! I think you're mentally ill! I'd better send you to the hospital for treatment! What's the point of dealing with me! He Mei did all these things! What's the use of going after me!" Ma San said through gritted teeth.
