Sun Yiming's face turned red with anger at her words.
"You still have the cheek to say that? Back then, you were the one who came to me and said that we were both people who had been abandoned by the world and that we should help each other. You were the one who was shameless enough to let me live in your house and sleep on your bed. If you want me to be honest, you're just a piece of junk. You're just lucky that you're giving all that money to me. Do you think you're worthy of me?"
Sun Yiming had experienced some unpleasant things during his marriage with Zhen Niang, and his words became more and more vicious.
And his skin became even thicker.
He was not afraid of getting hurt by her words.
He learned how to yell and hit Han Qiao in the past from his scoundrel friends. The way he blew up Zhen Niang now was also learned from his scoundrel friends.