Yun'er picked up a rock, and threw it forcefully onto the water surface.
Why was she always so helpless! Somehow, she has no way to deal with that monkey, always playing defence. She became increasingly shameless; she even suggested sleeping together last night, but he didn't care, still fooling around with the young mistress. Could it be that he really fell for the young mistress? She pondered aimlessly.
She really wanted to grab a sack, cover that monkey's head on a pitch-black night, and give him a good old beating.
How was it that things have come to this? She genuinely regretted not making a move on him earlier; had she done so, she wouldn't be on the backfoot now. However, it was all said and done, the bastard seemed to have absolutely no sense of responsibility.
How is it that she was becoming increasingly muddleheaded? Perhaps Rong'er was right. Had she been able to stir his guilt, things might have turned out differently. Regret was pointless at this juncture.
