"Wen Meimei, stop pretending. I already understand what kind of person you are," Mrs. Qiao said with an air of realization, her gaze upon Wen Meimei tinged with contempt.
"You and Chengxun never dated. The only reason he married you was because of an accident that led to you climbing into his bed. Chengxun married you just to appease his grandfather. With your family background, I'd have to think twice even to hire you as a maid in the Qiao Family."
Wen Meimei clenched her hands into fists and looked up at Qiao Chengxun, casting an apologetic glance.
"King of Hell Qiao, I'm so sorry, but I just can't hold back anymore."
She suddenly looked up, her large eyes glaring at Mrs. Qiao.
"Mrs. Qiao, shouldn't there be a sense of reason even in human conduct? It was your son who raped me in that hotel, and afterward, he forced me to sign a marriage agreement. I was coerced into marrying into your Qiao Family and had to go to great lengths to show affection and put on a play for you all.
