This reckless woman was his wife, his woman…
The last time he saw her, she was lively and bouncing around in front of him like a petulant little girl, throwing cute tantrums his way, and he too responded with his own temper in his own way.
But at this moment, the towering rage and regret, possibly mixed with pity he found hard to accept, turned into an unprecedented pain.
It felt as if his heart was being ruthlessly torn out of his body, and his whole being seemed close to death.
"Wen Meimei… you really deserve to die!" he bit down on his teeth, struggling to suppress the heart-wrenching pain, his voice turning hoarse as a result.
After wrapping her body, he quickly picked her up and almost ran to the elevator.
...
"You deserve to die…" she didn't know who cursed in her ear, as she was enveloped in a warm embrace.
Qiao Chengxun held the girl tightly, wishing he could take away her pain.
She just cried… frowning, crying non-stop.