"Hiding behind the pretense of pining for a first love to become the Queen of the Seas, ha, you're just inherently a whore!"
The man's words were harsher with each sentence.
Like a venomous sword, they ruthlessly pierced into Jiang Yan's heart.
She closed her eyes, and a mocking smile appeared on her radiant, heroic face, "Jing Hang, it seems you were the one who kissed me first, right? Did I even touch a finger of yours?"
She looked straight into his peach blossom eyes, the sneer at the corners of her lips deepening, "Knowing full well I am your younger brother's ex-girlfriend, you still did this. Do you think you're so noble?"
Upon hearing her mention Jing Zhao, Jing Hang's devilishly handsome features suddenly darkened.
If not for her, how could Jing Zhao have died?
How could he have lost his only kin?
