"So you do know it's your fault! Actually, you didn't do anything that wrong. It's just that I met someone better than you, and you're of no use to me anymore."
Seeing that Zhang Zhiming didn't dare argue with her, Hu Meili taunted him smugly.
Her words made Zhang Zhiming furious, but the corner of his mouth curled up slightly. "Hu Meili, what makes you think you have any leverage against me? Let me tell you, you were nothing but my plaything."
"Hmph, an old man talking about 'playing'? You call what you do 'playing'?" Hu Meili's undisguised contempt made Zhang Zhiming furious enough to spit blood.
"You... I've never seen a woman as shameless as you. You want a man, is that it? Fine, I'll give you a few."
As he spoke, Zhang Zhiming stepped forward, his hand shooting out to grab Hu Meili by the neck, his eyes filled with resentment.
Hu Meili struggled with all her might, but she was no match for Zhang Zhiming's strength. She said placatingly, "Zhiming, let's just talk this out."
