Two simple questions seemed to transform into an invisible hand, directly seizing Li Hu's throat.
At that instant.
A sensation akin to suffocation overwhelmed Li Hu's heart.
His fists clenched subconsciously.
His face turned as pale as wax, his eyes revealing a light of humiliation.
"I... I... wish you happiness!" Li Hu squeezed out these words through gritted teeth, his whole being like a frost-bitten eggplant, dragging his exceedingly heavy feet as he walked out like a zombie.
At first, he simply could not believe that Wang Yang would be so heartless and decisive; after all, they had been together for over two years and must have had some emotional foundation.
But some things just can't lie.
Like Chen Nan's donkey-like assets, and the endurance that made him so enviously jealous.
And the happy and contented expressions that Wang Yang showed when they were together.
So.
He had to let go.
