"Xu Meng, you still don't believe me?" Qin Zhuzhu looked at him disdainfully. In the past, she had looked up to him, thinking he was a great man. But now, she only saw him as a ridiculous fool who easily believed a white lotus's lies. His actions had become more and more annoying and hateful. She wished to have nothing to do with this jerk of an ex-husband.
In her eyes, he was nothing but a piece of useless trash. He couldn't compare to Shentu Jing—his wealth, his power, his influence, his looks, his eyes, his body, his attitude, the way he cared for her...
Ahem... What am I thinking? Why did I suddenly think of Shentu Jing? Qin Zhuzhu wanted to knock her head against the wall.
