"Don't get excited," Qiao Zhiyi soothed her, "I haven't hogged him."
"You're both divorced, so why are you still together?" Qin Mengsha questioned her.
Qiao Zhiyi bit her lip, finding it really hard to confront her in her current state.
If her emotions continued to be this unstable, it would be very bad for her health.
"Actually, I left him a long time ago, it was him..."
"You don't like him, right?" Qin Mengsha grasped her hand eagerly, "Can you give him back to me, please?"
A swelling pain throbbed in Qiao Zhiyi's chest.
Tears pooled in Qin Mengsha's eyes, her face still marred by fading bruises, the whole person looking fragile and pitiable. She seemed like an abandoned cat that just wanted to return to its owner's embrace.
And for her, Shi Jingzhou was that owner.
In Qiao Zhiyi's eyes, Qin Mengsha should have been a very confident and proud person.
But now she was a pitiable person who wouldn't let go of a life-saving straw.
