"What, do you want to kill me? Qin Jingzhi, you are ungrateful, and you will get your comeuppance!" Zhao Qianshan yelled frantically.
"Yes, I was ungrateful once, so I won't be anymore," he replied coldly.
If he had known the whole truth earlier, then he wouldn't have harbored such self-righteous resentment against her. Maybe he would have discovered her illness sooner, and she wouldn't have suffered so much pain and harm.
His regret was his retribution!
"And you, it's time for you to face your true retribution." Qin Jingzhi's icy voice rose as his eyes, looking at Zhao Qianshan, were a deep, lifeless void.
It was as if, in his eyes, she was already a dead person.
Zhao Qianshan's body suddenly couldn't help but tremble, a sense of dread welling up inside her.
Even though she had nothing left to lose, why did she still feel so afraid of Qin Jingzhi!
