Meng Qiancheng clenched his fists, his knuckles cracking with the sound, "Seo Zhenzhen, you've gone too far. You were Zhou Lin's girlfriend at the time, so why did you still scheme against Weiwei?"
You caused her to have such a tragic marriage, ruining her life.
Seo Zhenzhen's eyes reddened, displaying a paranoia and madness she had never shown before, "She deserved it, she just deserved it... She liked Zhou Lin, didn't she? Then I was just helping her..."
She laughed crazily, "She should thank me. Without me, how could Zhou Lin possibly marry her?"
Her laughter grew louder and her expression became more and more frenzied. Finally, she started coughing loudly, "Why doesn't she thank me, how could she not thank me."
"Seo Zhenzhen, I think you're mad," Meng Qiancheng cursed.
