Liang Yongmei, I've had enough of you.
This sentence had crossed Liang Yongmei's bottom line, and Li Zhaoji's last regret was to get rid of this unruly, willful, and unreasonable woman. It had crossed the line.
All these years, Liang Yongmei had married li Zhaoji, and all the grievances she'd felt burst forth in an instant.
It had never been her, Liang Yongmei, who chose others. If she had to regret, it would be her.
He, li Zhaoji, was only relying on her and the Liang family's reputation to survive in the outside world. What right did he have to despise her?
Without her, could he have lived a life of luxury for the past ten years?
Liang Yongmei's eyes were fixed on li Zhaoji, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue at its prey, ready to deal the fatal blow.
At that moment, li Zhaoji was a little scared. In fact, he regretted saying those words the moment he did.
No matter how much he hated Liang Yongmei, there were some things that he couldn't say!
