Following that, a man's reprimanding voice could be heard in the room: "Who are you? Who let you in?"

Ji Jia's roar almost seemed to lift the ceiling: "Chen Xin, you despicable woman, how dare you cuckold me."

Then came the sound of slapping, "Smack, smack, smack," the sound felt scorching hot.

I couldn't help but touch my own face.

Looking in from outside the door, I saw Chen Xin kneeling on the ground in disarray, crying and begging for forgiveness: "Ji Jia, I won't dare again, forgive me this time, I won't dare again in the future."

"You shameless wretch, do you still have the face to ask for my forgiveness? Get lost, or see how I'll deal with you!"

As the person was about to leave, Chen Xin recklessly chased after, kneeling on the ground and pleading.

But no matter how she begged, she couldn't change the established fact.

Her boyfriend kicked her and left in anger.

Having watched the whole scene, I felt refreshed.

Due to my conspicuous gaze, Chen Xin soon noticed me. She was first surprised, then seemed to remember something, and her expression changed instantly.

Trembling, she pointed at me, her chest heaving heavily: "It's you, Chen Qiao, you despicable person, it's because of you."

I shrugged: "You can't blame me for this, after all, sleeping with an older man was your own choice."

"You ruined me."

Chen Xin angrily shouted and tried to come over to hit me.

I wasn't afraid of her, but Zhou Yan came up to me, pushed her away directly when he saw her going crazy.

With a cold face, he said, "Dare to lay a hand on her again, and I'll chop off your claws!"

Chen Xin leaned against the wall, looking at us as if seeing ghosts, clearly unable to accept Zhou Yan protecting me like this.

"You, you..."

I smirked: "Just as you saw, we never actually broke up."

Chen Xin glared at me angrily: "So, it was all lies, all fake?"

I shrugged: "Well, that's just how it is, who told you to believe it!"