C8 (1/2)

Jealousy made people go crazy, and He Min had long been unable to make sense of it.

She walked towards Gu Qing, and intentionally or unintentionally, she glanced at her stomach, which had yet to swell.

”Why do you think Jiang Tingxiao is with me? That's because he thought the person who helped his company through that time was me. I was the one who took care of him all night at the hotel when he fainted drunk on the road. ”Therefore, Gu Qing, I simply don't like Jiang Ting Chi. I'm just jealous of you.”

He Min's words sounded righteous, but Gu Qing felt as though she had been struck by lightning. She was stupefied.

Seeing her in such a daze, He Min became even more jabbering.

”Actually, Jiang Ting would have known sooner or later that there was a woman supporting him from behind. It's just that he firmly believed that it was me. Gu Qing, do you think that it's a joke? ”

Not only was it sarcastic, it was also cruel.

Gu Qing clenched her fist so tightly that her nails dug into her flesh. However, the physical pain was far from the excruciating pain from the wound on his heart.

Gu Qing's breathing was filled with the thick smell of blood, and she felt the world spinning around her. She could only grip the bed's armrest to barely stabilize her body.

Throwing the divorce agreement onto the bed, Gu Qing asked, ”This, is it also your masterpiece?”

He Min disapproved and had no intention of denying it.

She nodded. ”It's me, but the one who makes the decision can only be Jiang Ting. If he doesn't nod his head, no one would dare to forge a divorce agreement like this, right?”

A sweet and fishy smell gushed out from her chest as every nerve in Gu Qing's body was being pulled.