She stepped forward, pushed Fu Rongyin aside, and started throwing punches at Lu Nanxi's face while grabbing the collar of her shirt.
Her movements were so quick that the people around her didn't have time to react, and it was Lu Nanxi's scream that finally woke them up.
Fu Rongyin came over, held Chi Yue in his arms, and let her bury herself in his chest, "If you want to cry, just cry. I'm here for you."
Chi Yue wanted to cry, but in the end, she laughed instead.
"Fu Rongyin, haven't you tormented me enough? On one hand, you refuse to divorce me, and on the other, you come and go with other women. Who gave you this saintly heart?"
Fu Rongyin did not let go, but even tightened his arms.
Chi Yue, with a cold face, was held in his arms, without shedding a single tear.
It wasn't that she didn't want to cry, but she really couldn't cry.
She hadn't thought that one day she would become unable to cry.
