Chapter 115 I'm Sick Again

Sang Qi's hand on my shoulder steadily increased in pressure, but he wouldn't hurt me, I knew that.

It was quite a while before he spoke, his voice low and melancholy as it drifted over me.

"Xia Zhi, you can't expect everyone to live the same way you do."

"And how do I live?" I asked him back.

"What do you think?" he asked me in return.

I knew he wanted to say that I acted on a whim, did whatever I wanted, as long as it made me happy.

I wanted to retaliate against him, so I married Sang Shixi. I wanted He Cong to have nothing, and all I had to do was ask, and Sang Qi would help me do it.

"Not everyone can live as carefree as you, living is hard because people have concerns."

"Cut the bullshit." I pushed away his hand from my shoulder, "If you're powerless, then be powerless. You just watched your mom get bullied by Wei Lan and couldn't do anything about it, so stop with your moral high ground talk."

I turned around: "Get lost!"