Ma Zongyu finally hung up the phone, letting out a long sigh of relief, as if he could finally be at ease.
Song Zihua sneered behind him and said, "Our Master Ma is truly a talent. Just call for the lover and she will come right away, no hesitation at all, haha..."
This sentence was clearly sarcastic, a disguised jab at Ma Zongyu for being heartless and unfeeling.
To be so cruel to a lover who has been with him for so long, all for the sake of not getting his hand chopped off. At this point, both wife and lover can be discarded without a second thought.
Ma Zongyu pressed his lips together, having nothing to say.
Actually, at this point, taking a couple of sneers or curses, even if Ding Caiyan ends up resenting him, it already seemed like nothing compared to losing a hand.
Besides, he had never treated Ding Caiyan poorly; at most he had wronged her once, so surely Ding Caiyan could understand.
