Xiao Ming sighed softly, looking at Wan Xingping seriously, "Maybe, back then, Tong really still had feelings for me.
But after living with you day and night for more than three years, she had long fallen in love with you, truly seeing you as her husband.
"Haven't you noticed how often she gives in to you?
"That's because she feels guilty towards you."
"You... you're full of shit!"
Wan Xingping didn't believe Xiao Ming's words, yet his eyes betrayed an uncontrollable panic.
"Abroad, she would often stare out the window and get lost in thought for hours on end, and I didn't need to guess that she was thinking of you.
I can't count how many times I heard her ask you in her sleep why you refused to share even a little bit of your love for Jiang Xue with her.
Right before... right before I killed her, she was still saying that I was just her second choice.
Hu Xiaotong was nothing but a fickle and cheap woman, I know that better than anyone, so stop trying to bullshit me!"
