Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Qiao Xi was shaking all over with rage, her phone creaking in her grip.

“Zhou Shi’an, that bastard! I’m going to cut him up right now!”

I caught her wrist.

“Don’t be impulsive.”

My voice came out so hoarse it startled even me-I’d cried too hard.

Qiao Xi glared at me, hating that I wasn’t fighting back.

“Seriously, Jiang Yao? You can put up with this?”

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

When I opened them again,

The tears were gone, leaving only a dry, stinging ache.

“It’s not about putting up with it.”

I tried to smile, but it probably looked worse than crying.

“What good would it do me to fall out with Zhou Shi’an now?

I’m definitely getting a divorce. But I won’t let him off that easy.”

Qiao Xi was stunned for a moment.

She stared at me for several seconds.

Then suddenly burst out laughing.

“Yes! That’s the Jiang Yao I know! We can’t let those two scumbags off easy.”

She shoved me into the car.

“Come on, I’ll take you out for some fun! We need to celebrate you finally seeing that jerk for who he is!”

She floored the gas pedal.

The car roared off.

In a private room at Mi’an Bar,

Qiao Xi gave a grand wave, and the manager nodded in understanding.

Very soon,

A row of young male models with broad shoulders and narrow waists stood lined up in front of me.

Five minutes later,

I was sobbing uncontrollably into their abs, unable to hold back anymore.