Li Yifeng's face darkened with a hint of shame and anger.
"Brother, that child isn't mine at all—do you really think I don't know it's yours and Jingjing's?"
His gaze fixed on Wang Xiaoshuai, he said in a deep voice, "I really had no choice; even if I devoted all my love to Jingjing, I couldn't tie down her heart."
"Ever since you entered our lives, she has completely changed. I used to blame myself for not being able to love her enough, but now, even when I try, she doesn't love me anymore."
"She can't even pretend to care about me now—I'm sick of it!"
Li Yifeng poured out his heart like he was spilling beans.
Wang Xiaoshuai also knew he was responsible and said apologetically, "Yifeng, I, Wang Xiaoshuai, have wronged you."
"I haven't had any contact with Jingjing these days, and I was planning to persuade her to go back to you after I get married. I just hope you can give me some time."