Adultery.
These two words, uttered from Wang Jialan's mouth, were like a thunderclap in the clear blue sky, exploding directly in Suizi's mind.
But Suizi, after all, was a person with experience.
Though her heart was hugely shocked, her face didn't betray any emotion; she just raised an eyebrow.
"Finished?"
"Don't you mind? He's messing around with other women, come and see it for yourself!" Wang Jialan didn't wait for Suizi's furious reaction and became anxious.
Suizi laughed without uttering a single word, a chilling, derisive laugh.
"You're cursing my brother?!" Jiaojiao wasn't pleased, she picked up a stone from the ground and flung it toward Wang Jialan.
"Let it go, Jiaojiao. No need to use your hands." Suizi halted Jiaojiao, and coldly said to Wang Jialan, "Yu Jingting and I have vowed to part only by death, not by life. Your instigation means nothing to me."
Wang Jialan had never seen a woman of such character; it was beyond her understanding of rural women.
