"Now that he knows your true colors, do you think he'll still be infatuated with you? Your simp has long since given up on you and gone back to licking his childhood sweetheart."
Only those closest to you know where a knife will hurt the most.
The person Shen Zhixian is most jealous of and hates is Jiang Shuman.
She was once proud of Lu Yanhe's infatuation with her, but unfortunately she didn't get to see Jiang Shuman's angry and heartbroken reaction.
Now that Lu Yanhe is once again circling around Jiang Shuman, it's tantamount to telling her that she is still no match for Jiang Shuman, that she will still be trampled under Jiang Shuman's feet, and that she will never be able to hold her head up high for the rest of her life.
Filled with resentment, she looked at Wen Zhixuan and murmured, "I wish you were saying all this because you were jealous."
Wen Zhixuan remained expressionless.
Men have a natural possessiveness towards their women, regardless of romantic love.
He did say those things intentionally to provoke Shen Zhixian.
Shen Zhixian slowly wiped away her tears. "She only stood up for you once, and she doesn't even remember your name or what you look like. I'm the one who's by your side, yet you're making vows of eternal love to me while still thinking about her. You and Lu Yanhe are no different. You're fickle and greedy. You despise those high-ranking nobles, yet you're determined to climb up and become like them. Deep down, you despise me, don't you? Because when you see me, you're reminded of those miserable and destitute days."
"Jiang Shuman quickly detached herself, and so she became your unattainable white moonlight, while I, who accompanied you all the way, became an indelible stain... uh..."
Wen Zhixuan suddenly grabbed her by the neck, his gaze as cold as if he were looking at a dead person.
Her breathing grew thinner and thinner, and Shen Zhixian's face turned from red to purple. Her eyes widened, and her pupils were filled with fear of death.
"Easy...to succeed..."
Wen Zhixuan's pupils contracted, and he released his grip.
Shen Zhixian fell to the ground, clutching her chest and coughing violently.
Wen Zhixuan looked down at her and said, "This is the last time."
Shen Zhixian shuddered; this was the first time she had ever been so close to death.
If it weren't for the fact that they had a child, Wen Zhixuan would have really killed her.
"Yes, I...I'll do whatever you say."
She slowly stood up and, with trembling hands, wrote down the old lady's birth date and time.
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