Jiang Ci's eyes were bloodshot. "I did deceive you, but all these years, do you think it hasn't been painful for me to watch you and Lu Zhonian entwined in conflicts? My pain is no less than yours!"
When he spoke like this, he seemed so much like an innocent victim, as if among all this, he was the one with purely clean hands.
Song Nian truly didn't understand how he could be so bold and justified.
"Jiang Ci, you make me feel sick. You're no longer the Jiang Ci you once were. Look in the mirror; see what you've become?" Song Nian's voice was icy cold. She closed her eyes and refused to look at Jiang Ci anymore. "Lu Zhonian will be here soon. If even a single hair is missing from my head while I'm in your car, all your years of careful plotting will turn to nothing."
Jiang Ci abruptly looked at Song Nian, his teeth clenched, smiling ferociously. "Are you threatening me? Song Nian, what right do you have to threaten me!"
