However, Xu Zhiye looked at Ye Che, snorted disdainfully, and scoffed.
"Ye Che, speaking of threats and manipulation, I'm really not your match. If it weren't for using my life to threaten Xia Weiyi and forcing her to go with you, maybe she would already be my wife by now... You watched her crying and begging you, watched her attempt suicide, and you remained indifferent. Have you forgotten all that?"
"Even if you think that was your way of getting her, what did you do after you got her? Constantly changing women, letting her be wronged and bullied, I watched as you forced her, as you hit her for Xie Yuting's sake. If I don't have the right to have her, then you, Ye Che, are even less deserving!"
As Xu Zhiye thought of all that had happened, each word he spoke was through clenched teeth: "What I'm doing now is simply fighting fire with fire."
Ye Che, listening to Xu Zhiye's words, heard each sentence echoing a response repeatedly in his mind.
