Gu Yan's heart surged with overwhelming anger and injustice.
Grieving and furious, he had thought that after hearing the truth, she would stand by his side.
But she was always helping Jun Huang, they're both her grandsons, how could she be so biased?
"Ye Lu was originally my wife, and we were so happy together. Yet he so despicably robbed me of my wife's innocence on our wedding night, causing me to suffer unbearably for these seven years. As the main culprit, he didn't receive any punishment in the end but enjoyed a blissful life with his wife and children. Isn't that ironic?
Wrongdoers end up being happy—this world is too absurd. That happiness should have been mine. Such a person should pay a heavy price for his evil deeds, what's wrong with that? With the grievance of having my wife taken from me, why shouldn't I seek revenge?"
His voice was full of unanswered questions, filled with anger and unwillingness, reverberating in the resting room—so resentful, so painful.
