Shang Jingchen looked at her distorted and ugly face. He sucked in a cold breath, his shock was palpable.
He had never seen her in such a vulgar, crazed state, even cursing him and acting like a shrew.
Compared to her usual dignified and gentle image, it's like night and day.
"Jiayin, what are you talking about? Look at yourself right now!"
Shang Jingchen's face was angry. As for this matter, he was apologetic, but her extreme attitude reduced his guilt.
Where's the normally gentle, understanding and accommodating woman he knew?
Jiayin's voice was full of hatred, "You are about to abandon me. Do you still want me to keep silent? Bullshit. Shang Jingchen, you coward, talking about apologies, don't think I don't know."
"The board of directors passed the vote, so what? If you didn't want to leave me, who could force you? You've just grown tired of me, found an excuse, kicked me away, and put on a show of being forced to do so, I wish you were dead."
