Jiang Qingyun had long known that Zhang Chi was a rebellious disciple, but she never thought that the boy would be bolder than she had imagined.
Jiang Qingyun's face darkened on the spot, and she said coldly, "Since you prefer someone else, why bother coming to me?"
Jiang Qingyun didn't mind Zhang Chi having other women, but she minded not being the one he loved the most in his heart.
In fact, she wasn't incapable of acceptance, considering that over the years, they had spent more time apart than together, and Zhang Chi had been through a lot and had many close female friends by his side.
She could understand if he suddenly had someone he liked more.
But she would rather be deceived by Zhang Chi than face such a reality.
"Master! Don't you understand my feelings?"
Of course, Zhang Chi wouldn't leave because of Jiang Qingyun's cold words. The situation today wasn't about who he liked the most, but about his ability to sweet-talk his wife.