Xie Mingcheng didn't speak but yanked her into the living room and threw her violently to the ground.
"You tell it."
Xie's mother couldn't see, but she could feel the atmosphere and looked worriedly in his direction, "What on earth is going on between you two, quickly tell mom."
Wang Suhua was an expert at playing the victim in front of Xie's parents. She lay limply on the ground, sobbing her heart out as she spoke, wiping her tears, "… Mom, Mingcheng has fallen for a girl who's younger, prettier, and richer than me. Sniff… He doesn't want me anymore. I've made up my mind, I'll go back to the village tomorrow…"
"You try saying that again, I dare you!"
Watching this woman's act and thinking about Xiaojiu sitting alone with everyone gawking, Xie Mingcheng felt as if a venomous snake was gnawing at his heart, his desire for revenge growing stronger, reigniting the flames that Xing Liehuo had barely managed to suppress.
"I'm telling the truth…" Wang Suhua really had thick skin.
