Sang Wan shook her head gently and said in a soft voice, "Fengju won't abandon me. Even if he does, he must have his difficulties. He has treated me so well; I can't let him down..."
Zhao Qi sneered, "You think too highly of him! Difficulties? Letting him down? Haha, do you really believe his casual words? After his brief period of sadness, he will marry and have children as expected, living his joyful life. And you? On the road to the underworld, bleak and desolate, who would spare a thought for you!"
"He won't, he definitely won't," Sang Wan shook her head, her voice gentle and faint, yet her words were spoken with an indescribable certainty and confidence.
Zhao Qi was so irritated he was at a loss for words for a while, then sneered after a long moment, "Fine! Since you can't let go, why don't we make a bet? We'll set the term for one year; if he takes another woman, how would you confront that?"
"He won't!" Sang Wan shook her head.
