Zhang Xin took a step forward and slapped Teng Jiye hard across the face: "I think you've gone mad!"
Teng Jiye's face turned to one side from the force. He stuck out his tongue and licked the sore spot inside, then looked up at Zhang Xin, neither dodging nor flinching. He knew that things had already reached a point where there was no turning back.
Teng Jiye suddenly laughed and said self-mockingly, "I really am mad. I've loved you for so many years, watching you throw yourself into the arms of one man after another. I know you have a wild nature, and if you don't get it out of your system, you'll never settle down, and I've been willing to wait for you ever since. But now that you want to settle down, and the person you chose is not me, how can I not go mad?"
Teng Jiye showed a sarcastic smile: "Zhang Xin, have you never thought that I would love you all along? Loved you for so many years?"
