An Ge's voice choked with emotion, "If you have any grievances, come at me. Let him go, and let's calm down and have a good talk, okay?"
She took a deep breath, smiled through her tears, then replaced it with a cold expression, her gaze icy as she looked at Huo Shaoyan, "Why do you have to treat us like this? What did I do wrong? What crime did Xiao Ye commit? When you were cold and sarcastic to me, it was Xiao Ye who extended a helping hand. He was the first person to show me kindness after I got out of prison. Why do you have to treat him like this? Huo Shaoyan, haven't I done nothing to wrong you? Haven't I been good to you? Ever since we signed the agreement, you haven't fulfilled a single promise you made to me."
Once a woman's emotions spiraled out of control, they became a torrent of grievances that couldn't be contained. The more An Ge spoke, the more aggrieved she felt, and the more aggrieved she felt, the angrier she became. Her words continued: