At The End, It Was His Bed She Died In!

All the pent up resentment and anger that Wen Fenglin had been harboring for so many years suddenly erupted with vehemence. The fire that came roaring out of his heart couldn't be controlled.

Not only did the punch not serve as any catharsis for Wen Fenglin, it stirred up his anger even more. He took a step forward and yelled, "You're suspecting that Xian'er was unfaithful to you? You're such an assh*le!"

Zhen Xianlang held onto his throbbing face. He took a deep breath and asked with a humorless laugh, "Unfaithful? Wen Fenglin, can you honestly tell me that for the six months that you and Xian'er were together, nothing happened?"

Wen Fegnlin jolted back in shock and looked at Zhen Xianlang.

Zhen Xianlang straightened up and looked Wen Fenglin back in the eye. His face was full of rage. "Why are you speechless now?"