After he spoke those words, he immediately regretted them.
When had he become such a despicable person?
Then, a hand tightly clasped around his neck.
A powerful sensation of suffocation surged forth.
Huangfu Qi's cold voice rose beside his ear, "How could she have been involved with a man like you before?"
Such a woman, to be delayed by a man like this.
A dense and acute pain suddenly spread in Huangfu Qi's heart: If only I had met her earlier, before she was married.
Then, she wouldn't have had to endure such treatment.
It's alright, in the days to come, he would be responsible for spoiling her doubly in return.
Looking at Loo Zijun whose face was beginning to turn purple, Huangfu Qi released his grip, and Loo Zijun was thrown to the ground.
Huangfu Qi, as if he had just touched something dirty, pulled a cloth from the desk and meticulously wiped his hand clean.
