Meng Xiang opened her mouth but said nothing, reluctantly stood up, and walked toward the rented room downstairs wearing clothes.
At the so-called little widow's door, she heard the sounds of pleasure from a man and woman inside.
"Oh... don't you have a wife? Why are you still so impatient... I'm exhausted..."
"You wouldn't understand, I've been bottled up for three years in jail... I'm starving for this..."
"Ah... did you not reconnect with your wife after you came back?"
"That hunk of meat, I find her disgusting, hmph..."
"Oh wow... you men are so annoying..."
Meng Xiang: "..."
So disgusting.
Utterly revolting.
Meng Xiang was furious, with her usual temper, she would have kicked the door and harshly scolded them.
But now...
Meng Xiang was heartbroken and had no choice but to endure the pain and slowly return to her rented room.
Back then... how could she be so blind... thinking Shen Heng was good.
She even went to great lengths to try to steal him away from Luo Ya.
