The woman's eyes were misty, her lips nearly bluish-purple. She stared blankly at the man, speaking word by word, "Yes, I feel nauseated. But, I endured it for the man I love. Jiang Yixiu, you are nothing but a blemish in my life, a stain—"
"Oh, I turned out to be a stain." The man gave a faint smile, "Mu Qingxin, you really are the most ruthless woman I've ever met in my life. Indeed, I was blind, and I deserve to be trampled by you. Fine, fine, I've finally come to terms with this fact. From now on, we'll go our separate ways, like bridges returning to bridges, roads to roads, well water not interfering with river water, we'll be strangers."
"The old lady said, everything you've done to the Jiang Family should be considered a debt from a past life, and if you truly want to atone, you should get far away. Now, I strongly agree with her words, don't show up in front of us again, don't disgust us, did you hear?"
