"Yes, I do have my selfish reasons, but everything I've done was for your good, for the good of the Xu Family's reputation. Do you think Dad would allow you to marry a woman carrying a bastard in her belly?"
"Xu Ziqing, what did you say?" Xu Zhiye's eyes flashed with a cold light as he pressed towards Xu Ziqing, "Say that again, I dare you?!"
Xu Zhiye's demeanor was like that of a malevolent ghost from the eighteen layers of hell, his eyes full of viciousness, as if he would devour her.
Although Xu Ziqing was afraid, she felt even more aggrieved and resentful towards Xia Weiyi.
Xu Ziqing's voice, hoarse with exertion, was like a sharp weapon slicing through the eardrums, "I said Xia Weiyi is cheap, I called her cheap, what about it?"
"If it weren't for her, I would have long become the Ye Family's Young Mistress... If it weren't for her, how could I have made such a fool of myself in the Maldives... If it weren't for her, would I have become the joke of the entire A City?"
