Yao Fang felt a surge of blood rushing up to the top of her head, making her dizzy. She desperately convinced herself it wasn't true. It wasn't true.
Brother Jiashan told her that she was the only woman he truly loved in this life. He would never let her down this time. He would spend the rest of his life making up for it.
This couldn't be true.
The noise in the room became more and more intense and unbearable.
Yao Fang recalled Su Wen's words and suddenly came to her senses. She gave up on cheating herself. She crept to the window. The low window was missing a few pieces of glass, so they could only cover it with a plastic sheet.
No wonder she could hear the voice inside so clearly. Yao Fang suddenly realized that Yang Jiashan's life had worsened.
This house was not even as good as Su Xueqiang's!
Yao Fang removed the plastic sheet and saw the man and woman entangled on the bed.
The man was Yang Jiashan.