Her unobstructed eye shed tears, "I've lost, I actually lost, I still couldn't beat you, yet ended up like this, why did it turn out this way, why are you still alive."
"These three years I endured so much suffering, while you lived just fine, why?"
Jing Zhimei was so angered her blood boiled, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, Mo Yunchen held Qin Qin and stepped aside, to avoid Jing Zhimei's filthy blood staining Qin Qin.
Watching Mo Yunchen protect Qin Qin, Jing Zhimei's eyes reddened, no matter how much she disbelieved, this was reality, only Qin Qin could make Mo Yunchen treat someone like this.
Jing Zhimei glared at Qin Qin, as if wishing she would die immediately.
Suddenly, pain and a numb itch came from her body again, making her groan hoarsely, this is how she had lived these three years, neither living nor dead.