Therefore, Luo Yanqing was briefly stunned, with fondness and helplessness flooding his eyes, along with traces of tenderness.
And the people in the living room, hearing the commotion in the courtyard, came out out of curiosity.
"Go ahead, who's the bitch?"
Kang Li didn't care about the various looks directed at her. Without waiting for Zhou Yaqing to get up from the ground, she stepped forward, squatted down beside her, then grabbed Zhou Yaqing's hair, forcing her to raise her head and meet her gaze. Her cold voice slowly spilled from her lips and teeth:
"I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you are. Clearly trying to ruin someone else's marriage, yet you speak of your actions as if they were noble. I've really witnessed a thick-skinned person like you today!"
Tapping on Zhou Yaqing's pig-like face, Kang Li's clear eyes glinted with coldness: "You know what? The so-called love of yours isn't love, it's self-delusion.
