The body being lifted, swaying unsteadily, Tang Ying tilted her head and laughed maniacally at Jing Peng.
Her gaze was both insane and utterly despairing... an incredibly complex mix.
She scrutinized Jing Peng's handsome face, then suddenly laughed aloud and said with a hint of mockery, "Indeed, you are not as good to me as Chen Jian... But why do I like you so much...?"
Jing Peng had always had a sense of arrogance in his bones. Now, being told by his own woman that he was inferior to some wild man, Jing Peng was so furious that he gritted his teeth, looking at Tang Ying with a murderous gaze: "Why would you do this to me?!"
In school and in the village, so many girls liked him, yet he chose to marry her, and she was still not satisfied and even betrayed him.
"Why?" Tang Ying's tone rose several degrees: "You have no right to ask why, Jing Peng, I have reached this point, and you have some responsibility!"
Jing Peng shouted at her, "What responsibility do I have?!"
