"Qi Jinghao, you weren't like this before. When I had stomach pains, you would express concern and care for me even if I was just a bit uncomfortable. That's why I even sacrificed my reputation to become your concubine... If my grandfather were alive, he'd probably be furious enough to jump out of his grave." Peng Jing spoke, tears of grievance streaming down her face, but she quickly wiped them away. "I don't care, I care about how nice you were to me. But it's only been a few months, and you've changed as if you're a different person... This is your true face, isn't it? You're so hypocritical!"
Qi Jinghao furrowed his brow deeply: "What did you say?" His eyes even flashed with a hint of murderous intent.
