"I'm not lying to you, sister, look at this!"
Lin Ruoyao took out her phone, which displayed clips of Gong Tingxuan and Han Yi in bed.
Lin Ruoxi watched it, and her entire being was as if struck by lightning...
She had been with Gong Tingxuan for so many years, and he had never been so wild.
Yet in the footage, he, with another woman, is so passionate and unrestrained...
"Sister, look, does this look like he was drunk? Does this seem like he was forced? No, it's not. To me, it seems like a raging fire, quenched after a long drought. What you couldn't give him, Han Yi gave. Sister, your life is meaningless, better to give yourself some dignity, use death to make him feel guilty for a lifetime. This way, even if you can't have him, you will occupy his heart, making that woman unable to have his heart either, dooming them to a life of pain."
Lin Ruoxi's expression became numb...
Lin Ruoyao held her hand, leading her step by step towards the lake behind the house.
