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Tong Le wore an expression of disbelief, simply stating, "I don't believe it."
Ke Wenjie, growing increasingly impatient, felt a flicker of annoyance in his eyes. He was on the verge of losing his temper. This was not the Tong Le he remembered; how had she become so defiant? Yet, with the performance already underway, he couldn't just abandon it halfway.
Determined to plead his case more fervently, Ke Wenjie decided to take drastic measures. He refused to believe that the obedient and loving Tong Le from seven years ago would remain unyielding now. He began to slap his own face hard, tears streaming down as he apologized. "If you won’t calm down, then I’ll make you with my actions! I deserve this blame! I love you, Tong Le! I can’t lose you! Even if you’re with another man, I still love you! I will take responsibility for the child in your womb! I will come back and treat you well, expressing my true feelings!"
Ke Wenjie focused on slapping his own face, each strike echoing loudly in the silent hall. Such a scene was rarely seen even in dramas.
Everyone watched in shock, while Tong Le's cold demeanor stood in stark contrast to his self-inflicted torment, making her appear even more heartless.
Tong Le was unfazed; she found amusement in watching Ke Wenjie hit himself and couldn’t get enough of it. It wasn’t until his face was swollen and blood trickled from his mouth that she finally spoke up. "You’re being so extreme. If I were to reconcile with you now, wouldn’t you just repay me for today’s humiliation a thousandfold?"
She deliberately raised her voice. "You’ve just demonstrated a classic case of an abusive man. Typically, a man who expresses loyalty through such violent means shows a lack of boundaries and an unpredictable temperament! A man who can’t control his emotions or impulses certainly can’t control anything else! You’ve slapped yourself today; once you achieve your goal, those slaps will be directed at me instead, wouldn’t they?"
Ke Wenjie’s thoughts were laid bare; he indeed had such plans. After winning Tong Le back today, he intended to settle scores with her later. For a long time, he had wanted to hit her but refrained due to her substantial assets—he couldn’t afford to close off that last avenue.
He had been itching to do it for years; if not for his restraint, he would have already left her face bruised and battered!
Feeling extremely frustrated yet unable to stop himself, he continued slapping harder than before.
In the hall, some onlookers couldn’t bear to watch any longer. A few voiced their concerns that this could lead to serious injury or worse. They remarked that Tong Le was being too cruel for merely watching Ke Wenjie harm himself without intervening.
Even Lan Qingqing, who had been observing from the sidelines, couldn’t help but step forward and grasp Tong Le’s arm. "Lele, why don’t you just forgive him? He’s bleeding now and so many people are watching! Didn’t he say that thing with the kiss had nothing to do with him? Besides, look at the public opinion; you’re not in the right here considering your situation with Xiao Zong Zong..."
Tong Le turned her head and shot Lan Qingqing a glance so icy it made her flinch.
At that moment, Tong Le wanted to reveal the affair between Ke Wenjie and Lan Qingqing but held back. Dealing with Ke Wenjie was already exhausting enough; her goal today was not to expose infidelity but to ensure Ke Wenjie would divorce her without further ado.
Crouching down in front of him calmly, she said, "Even if you beat yourself to death, I won’t forgive you. Ke Wenjie, you know what you’ve done better than anyone else. A person like you who weighs pros and cons wouldn’t harm yourself unless there’s guilt involved. I’m giving you one last choice: divorce is your only option. I’m already processing the legal paperwork; in the end, we will be divorced regardless of your actions today—the judge will see all your misdeeds."
Ke Wenjie shook his head vehemently despite the blood in his mouth. "I won’t divorce!"
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