"Look, everyone thinks you're not suited for Brother Zhantian." Chu Qianjiao leaned in and warned Nan Zhifeng, "If you have any shame at all, you should stay away from him. If you're short on cash, I can give you some."
"Why don't you go tell him that?" Nan Zhifeng raised an eyebrow at her, "I'd love to leave too, but he won't let me. What can I do about it?"
"You must be delusional," Chu Qianjiao snapped, her anger tinged with humiliation, "Who do you think you are? Brother Zhantian would cling to you? Isn't it because you used some despicable tricks to get pregnant with his child, then acted all high and mighty because of the baby? Brother Zhantian is sticking around out of a sense of responsibility. He doesn't love you and will never marry you."
"Really?"
Nan Zhifeng smirked, said no more, but turned to look at Ye Zhantian coming out of the restroom and called out in a coquettish voice, "Husband, are you done?"