Bitterly begged

  Mo Tonglie was tongue-tied and couldn't say a word.

  "Mo Tonglie! I've had enough of you! I'm going to call off the wedding! Even if we were already married, I have the right to divorce. What qualifications do you have to criticize me?" Jing Tian'er closed her eyes tiredly, "Mo Tonglie, it's over between us! I never loved you, and you never loved me either. We were forced together by our families. Now that I'm leaving, I'm free, and so are you. Isn't that great?"

  Mo Tenglie was speechless, staring at Jing Tian'er for a long time before sitting down beside her, stroking her small face. "Tian'er, let's not fight anymore, okay? You don't like me accompanying those women, from now on I'll only accompany you, and never go out to indulge in wine and pleasure again, alright?"

  Jing Tian'er gave him a cold glance, "Something that's been tainted, even if it's washed clean I don't want it anymore. You're better off being yourself, no need to compromise for my sake!"

  Jing Tian'er was taken aback, Mo Tenglie's face turned red with anger, he jumped up and pointed at her nose, gritting his teeth. "Jing Tian'er, ask yourself, have you ever liked me? You agreed to marry me just to protect Jian You, right? Now that Jian You has left that house, you don't need me anymore, so you kicked me out, you've been using me from the very beginning, haven't you?"

  "That's right!" Jing Tian'er fearlessly met his fierce gaze, "Mo Fenglie, you're absolutely right, from head to toe I never liked you! But I did try my best to make myself like you, it was you who didn't give me the chance to like you! Do you still remember when you had a cold? I made medicine and sent it to your company, opened the door of your office, what were you doing? You were passionately kissing your female secretary! Yelling at me to get out!"

  "You didn't also splash us with medicine all over our faces and bodies." Mo Teng Lie's angry tone subsided, muttering softly.

  Jing Tian'er closed her eyes, "Mo Tenglie, you're a complete pig! Even if all the men in the world were dead, I wouldn't marry you. Let me go, I want to go home!"

  As soon as Jing Tian'er spoke so ruthlessly, Mo Tenglie erupted like a volcano again. "Yes, I admit it! I admit that there are many women around me! But with so many women trying to please me, and so many women wanting to get into my bed, didn't I give you the title of Mrs. Mo? Didn't I make an oath that no matter how many women I have, the one I will eventually marry is only you, Jing Tian'er? What more do you want?"

  "Mr. Mo, thank you for your special attention, but I, Jing Tian'er, am not interested. You'd better save these favors for other women, let them be grateful and devoted to you, following you blindly. Don't expect me, now let me go! This pig who's been spoiled by women won't understand anything, two years ago I was blind to have agreed to marry him, even if it was for the sake of family, that bastard, I hate her to death!"

  "Tian'er," neither soft nor hard would do, Mo Tenglie had never been so helpless before. He leaned forward with his arms on either side of Tian'er's head, gazing at her with pleading eyes, "Baby! I know I was wrong! I won't dare to again, I'll keep away from those women, and I won't neglect you again. Please, come back to me, okay?"