If Ji Xingtang still shows mercy at this moment, Sheng Youxia would look down on him for a lifetime.
After Ji Xingtang was kicked, his eyes seemed to regain some clarity.
"Don't call my name, you're not worthy."
Huihui's hand hanging by her side clenched lightly. She toyed with a rich young man, deceiving him and stealing his wealth. If she were a man, she would have been beaten to death already.
But she couldn't fight fire with fire, could she?
Her tearful appearance only Ji Xingtang would find pitiful.
She stepped forward wanting to grab Ji Xingtang's hand but he dodged.
"After stealing my money, you ran off pretty quickly, not even a goodbye?"
Huihui's mind worked fast; after all, she had encountered many men, most of whom were as brainless as Ji Xingtang. She knew what they fell for.
"Xingtang, I had no choice. Your mother came to see me; she didn't agree to us being together..."