Wen Meimei averted her eyes, looking away as the gnawing pain in her heart nearly pushed her into Hell.
After a long silence, she finally mustered the courage to speak, "If you really hate me that much, I can stay away from you and only show up when you need me. Don't make that disgusted face at me, I'm already like this, don't make me feel like I'm living like a puppet."
"Wen Meimei, are you stupid?"
Qiao Chengxun cursed softly, not caring that her lips were covered in grit, and bit down hard on them.
Wen Meimei paused, and when he let go, she immediately asked, "Why did you suddenly curse at me?"
"When Sisi was still alive, I seldom paid attention to her, yet she always clung around me like a sparrow, I couldn't do anything with her, I could only spoil her like that."
Hearing the man bring up his ex-girlfriend on his own, Wen Meimei's heart immediately plummeted into an endless abyss of loss.