Thud!
Song Jia above, bore the brunt of the impact and was hit squarely. She cried out "Ow!" and fell to one side, her head bleeding profusely.
"Who?"
Old Liang quickly sat up, but when he saw that the newcomer was Qiao Yonghui, he relaxed again, his expression indifferent, "Oh, it's you!"
"Old Liang, you... shameless!" Qiao Yonghui picked up another vase intending to throw it.
"Who is shameless? You can cheat on Jian Wan behind her back, but no one else can?"
Old Liang said very calmly.
These words pierced Qiao Yonghui's heart like a sharp sword.
He stood there holding the vase, unable to throw it for a long time, feeling as if something was draining from his body, his strength fading away.
"You and Jian Wan are still legally married!" Old Liang mocked, "And so are Song Jia and I."
"You got married?" Qiao Yonghui's eyes widened as he looked at Song Jia.
