As soon as Jiang Yan's mother and daughter left, the room quieted down, leaving only Ye Qian and Liu Zhiyuan. Ye Qian mockingly cast her gaze on him, and Liu Zhiyuan, no longer silent, glared back with resentment.
"Now that everyone in the compound knows, are you happy? Ye Qian, I know what you're planning. It's just the two of us here, no need to hold back. You're planning to divorce and then chase after Shen Bin, right? I advise you to give up on that idea. No matter what you do, Shen Bin will never be interested in you. I didn't realize before, but now I see, you can't even compare to Ye Ling." Liu Zhiyuan laughed at the end, with indifference, no sadness—only relief. "Ye Qian, your façade won't last forever. Sooner or later, someone will see through it. Ye Ling lives genuinely; she always does, showing her true self to others. You're different. You wear a mask that could be torn off at any time. Today, acting like a shrew in the compound, you think others will understand you?"
