"Haha, even if you hate me, what can you do? That woman still left you. She doesn't really love you, does she?" Jing Yuan shouted uncontrollably at Jing Xin's retreating figure.
"Shut up." Jing Xin was enraged. His wife had sought Qin Xue when she was desperate. Although he knew his wife loved him, Jing Yuan's words still angered him. It reminded him of his wife who was still grieving. He hated himself.
If he had been more cautious, he wouldn't have been manipulated. If it weren't for this woman, he wouldn't have been separated from his wife and child. Now, he was working hard to expand his reach to the Imperial Capital, intending to relocate there to be with his family. However, this woman reopened his wounds. It made him want to lash out violently.