Ling Hui looked at the man standing in front of her and her heart tightened.
Her mind was a little muddled and she could not muster any strength. She could only watch as he instructed the bodyguards to lift her up from the ground.
His cold face and ruthless gaze were like a sharp knife that stabbed into her heart.
After two years of marriage, her persistence was exchanged for not only his abandonment, but also ruthless humiliation!
Why had she fallen for such a person in the past?
Tears filled Ling Hui's eyes, but endless sadness and ridicule appeared on her lips.
"Ling Motian, if you really dare to find a gigolo to humiliate me, I will fight you to death!"
Ling Motian clicked his tongue and pinched Ling Hui's chin. "Dai Na told me before that you're two-faced. You act like a lady in front of others but you're very fierce in private. I didn't believe it, but now it seems like you've revealed your true colors."