He Jingjing covered her face and cried as she said that. Song Lang stepped forward and handed her a piece of tissue, saying, "Miss He, I sympathize with you very much."

"Stop pretending!" He Jingjing grabbed the piece of tissue angrily and blew her nose vigorously.

Song Lang sat back again, "When did you and He Jun get together?"

"We got together a few years ago. This kind of life in which I was kept at home by He Taiyang was too depressing. If I didn't have my little affair with He Jun, I would have gone crazy long ago... Of course, I was also bored with He Jun, this boorish man. I was like a concubine in bygone days who was kept at home by a rich man. I couldn’t go anywhere except for that dark and depressing shop. I could only watch TV in my bedroom most of the time. He Taiyang restricted me...