Zhuang Xiyue laughed angrily, "I drove her to death? She wanted to die herself, could I have stopped her? Forgiveness? Sixth Brother, you're speaking so lightly while standing there, does Sixth Sister-in-law know you're standing up for this woman?"
Yan Nankun was a bit agitated: "Third Sister-in-law, don't mention Yuyu, we're talking about Miss Di right now."
"Then tell me, Sixth Brother, how do you forgive a homewrecker who schemed to destroy your marriage? I don't have such magnanimity like you, my heart is petty. I will never let off any bitch who tries to ruin my marriage."
Zhuang Xiyue's tone was firm, resolute, and cold.
Yan Nankun was at a loss for words, "But...."
"But what? Since when did Sixth Brother become so tender-hearted, even Sixth Sister-in-law complains to me about your lack of romance, guess she misunderstood." The tone was full of sarcasm.
Yan Nankun's face turned red.
