Sun Pinxi shouted hysterically, and his index finger poked at Xia Ruoqi's body again and again.

Zheng Keyun waved her hand vigorously, and her face turned cold, "I have said a long time ago that emotional matters cannot be compared, but you are obsessed with it."

Sun Pinxi's body shook for a moment, and a severe pain flashed through his eyes.

Zheng Keyun clearly saw it, but ignored it.

He is born to be a self-centered man, and he only thinks, thinks, loves, and thinks.

If it weren't for the person in his heart, Zheng Keyun never felt that he had to make any thoughts and waste them on unimportant people, nor did he feel that he should care about and care about the other person's feelings.

Simply put, Sun Pinxi is not the person in his heart. Even if he dies, Zheng Keyun can ignore it.

Whether she committed suicide or was kicked and injured by herself, Zheng Keyun would not be sad, let alone worried.

Zheng Keyun is such a selfish, indifferent and ruthless person.

But from another perspective, it may be a good thing

He never gave Sun Pinxi hope, nor did he be ecstatic with Sun Pinxi to satisfy his male vanity.
Chapter completed!