Qiao Zhiyi sat on the steps at her home's entrance, cradling her face, her eyes devoid of color, bereft of light.
"If her husband could handle it, he wouldn't have called me. Go to bed early, no need to wait up for me."
That was Shi Jingzhou's response to her.
She knew such situations could arise from time to time, but when it actually happened, she wasn't as calm in facing it as she had imagined she would be.
"Scumbag!" Ye Xi embraced Qiao Zhiyi, wishing she could beat Shi Jingzhou to death.
What a piece of crap!
Leaning on Ye Xi's shoulder, Qiao Zhiyi felt tired. "What do you think, what's going through Qin Mengsha's mind? Why won't she divorce him? In truth, things aren't that complicated; if the two of them want to be together, all they have to do is file for divorce, and I'd definitely let them go with grace," she said.
