Outside the gate.
He Ye blocked He Mingzhu, looked down at her, and his normally mild and harmless face was full of mocking laughter now.
"He Mingzhu, if you knew this was how it would end, why did you even start?"
His disgust for her was fully exposed in this moment.
He Mingzhu looked up at him, venomously saying, "You really were pretending all along."
"Or else what? Sister, you didn't actually think you could easily control my life, did you?"
A scornful laugh vibrated from his throat, filled with a touch of triumph.
"I should thank you, though. If it wasn't for you pushing me, I would not have chosen to come back."
He took a long breath, extremely content, "If I hadn't come back, I wouldn't have known I could do just as well in this position as you."
Every sentence he uttered was a knife plunging into He Mingzhu's heart.