"Please?" Jing Cheng sneered, "Even if all the women in the world died, I would not marry a lunatic like you. I knew you were up to no good that day in the coffee shop, and it turned out to be true."
"Don't worry," Xie Shizhu said, "Women will not die out, and you will be the one to die."
Jing Cheng glanced at the ring on her finger, and the corner of his lips curled up in mockery, "Only a disabled person like Jing Yan would take you on. A normal man would never like a strong woman like you."
Xie Shizhu was not angry at his words, but chuckled, "The weaker the man, the more he likes women who are inferior to him."
Jing Cheng's expression froze and he sat up suddenly. Xie Shizhu's words hit the most vulnerable part of his heart.
Everyone said that he was not as good as Jing Yan, and her mother was a mistress, so he lived in the gossip of others all his life.
But Jing Cheng believed that he was not inferior to Jing Yan, but no one was willing to acknowledge his talent.
Only Cheng Siyu thinks she is better than Jing Yan.
Cheng Siyu is like a little bird and needs protection, which just satisfies his inner vanity.
"Xie Shizhu, let me tell you, even if you marry Jing Yan, I will still be the successor of the Jing family."
Jing Cheng turned his back, said this, and hurried away from Xie Shizhu's sight.
Xie Shizhu raised his eyebrows slightly.
Oh? Really?
After Jing Cheng left, she picked up her phone again and saw the call screen. She curled her red lips slightly and said to the man who was still eavesdropping, "Mr. Jing, are you satisfied with the free crosstalk?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xie Shizhu could clearly feel the man's breathing stagnate for a moment.
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