Ye Ming was standing in the very hall that Xu Ling and Wang Hai were going to use for their wedding ceremony.
Upon seeing Ye Ming's arrival, Xu Ling naturally assumed that he had changed his mind and had come to find her.
"Ye Ming, just look at yourself. Do you think you're still worthy of me?"
"Tomorrow, I'll be getting married right here, and you will never have a chance with me again in your lifetime!"
Wang Hai approached Ye Ming with a smile, exuding the image of a gentleman.
Despite his well-tailored suit, Ye Ming could still smell the strong scent of scum emanating from him.
"Ye Ming, I know what you're thinking, but if there's anyone to blame, it's yourself for being a loser. Don't have the cheek to say I poached her from you."
"Just look at yourself, standing in this high-end hotel, you're less presentable than a trash can in the corner."
Faced with the mockery from this shameless couple, Ye Ming's heart was without ripples.