"Are we still getting a divorce?"
Her rough husband threatened her while gripping her waist. She had no choice but to beg for mercy, "No, we're not getting a divorce, we'r...
Next, he must win his daughter's forgiveness, yes!
The more Mu Jingsheng thought about it, the more motivated he became. He clapped his hands excitedly, looked in the direction Ye Yun had left, and couldn't help but grin foolishly.
He found his daughter...
...
After returning home, Ye Yun cooked dinner, and Gu Jin, as always, ate at her house, even asking who the middle-aged man who came today was.
Qin Zheng shoved a mouthful of steamed bun into his mouth and said irritably, "Eating can't shut you up!"
Gu Jin stammered.
Can't I just ask?
Ye Yun glanced at him but didn't say anything. She picked up a piece of pork belly and put it in Qin Zheng's bowl, saying, "Eat more."
"Thank you, my wife." Qin Zheng held the bowl, his face full of a happy and warm smile.
Gu Jin also handed over her bowl, saying, "I want one too."
"Do you want to die?"
Qin Zheng shot him a cold glare.
Gu Jin shrank back and silently put the bowl away.
How stingy!
Seeing that he was sullen, Qin Zheng casually picked up a piece of food and threw it into his bowl, saying perfunctorily, "Eat, it's good enough that you have something to eat."
"oh……"
Gu Jin listlessly picked at the food in her bowl and sighed heavily.
"Qin Zheng, I want to get married."
"Go ahead and marry her," Qin Zheng said. "If you want to marry her, then marry her. I'm not stopping you. Isn't there a Tian Xiaohui in the county town waiting for you? If all else fails, you can go on a blind date!"
Gu Jin said, "There's no need to go to such trouble. I've already found someone."
Do I know him?
"know."
"who?"
"Your wife."
"..."
Qin Zheng paused, put down his chopsticks, and suddenly grabbed Gu Jin's neck tightly with one hand, threatening through gritted teeth, "Gu Jin, I'm just asking if you can take a beating!"
"Ouch...it hurts! It hurts!"