Ji Rui stared fixedly at him, "If it weren't for you, not for Ji Wen and Ji Wu, perhaps only CoCo would hate me enough to want to take my life to relieve her resentment!"
Ji Rui felt a vague sense of sorrow in his heart. He was already thirty-one, yet still needed to use such a method to beg for family love.
Especially since the target of his begging was someone he had always despised, someone he thought he no longer cared about.
"CoCo?" Mr. Ji's expression seemed very shocked.
"Doesn't she love you a lot?"
Ji Rui's eyes were full of mockery, and then a hint of pain flashed through them, "The more you love, the deeper the hurt."
CoCo was like that, and so was his mother.
However, the two had chosen completely different ways of liberation.
A woman as obsessive as CoCo, she was content to destroy what she couldn't have, so no one else could get it either.
