After her outburst, she lay exhausted on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Although she didn't actually do anything because she was worried about the child, both of her hands were very sore and tired.

He glanced at Xiang Hengxi, who was now looking refreshed, and couldn't help but kick him twice.

Xiang Hengxi smiled, hugged Jing An'an, and kissed her while laughing, "Wife, you are so good, so amazing."

"Look at you, so pathetic." Jing An'an rolled her eyes at him, feeling rather helpless. The better his physical abilities, the greater his need for this.

However, she's pregnant now. Can he really hold back for so long?

There have been many news stories about this online lately: female celebrities getting pregnant, their husbands cheating, and even having threesomes.

"Wife, why are you looking at me like that?" Xiang Hengxi felt her gaze suddenly become sharp.

"Have you seen the recent news on Weibo?" Jing An'an asked casually.

"What news is there?" Xiang Hengxi rarely looked at these kinds of news.

“It means xxx cheated on his wife and had a threesome.” Jing An’an carefully observed his expression.

"Who is xxx?" Xiang Hengxi, who doesn't follow entertainment news, looked puzzled.

Jing An'an realized she was talking to a brick wall; he had absolutely no such thoughts. She was probably just being overly suspicious and anxious because of her pregnancy.

"Who cares who he is? He has a wife at home, yet he still cheats on her with a threesome. He should be chemically castrated. A man who can't control his lower body, can he even be a man? At best, he's a beast," Xiang Hengxi said casually.

Jing An'an opened her eyes slightly and looked at Xiang Hengxi. His words seemed to be sincere, and he wasn't just saying them to please her. Looking at his condemning expression, she felt a sense of shared hatred and satisfaction.

"Xiang Hengxi, I think you're incredibly handsome." She rarely praised him, but this time she did so willingly.

"You're only just realizing this?" Xiang Hengxi grumbled, clearly dissatisfied. Suddenly sensing something was amiss, she frowned. "Why are you suddenly telling me this? You don't trust me, do you? Do you think I'm that kind of beast?!"

"Of course not." Jing An'an felt that the thought that had just crossed her mind was particularly bad.

"That's what you really think." Xiang Hengxi sat up, looked at Jing An'an, and said seriously, "Did I do something wrong that made you lose confidence in me?"

“I already said no.” Jing An’an also sat up, saying with a hint of helplessness.

Xiang Hengxi stared into her eyes for a full ten seconds without saying a word, then lay back down on the bed and went to sleep with his back to her without saying anything.

Jing An'an opened her head and looked at him. She saw that his arms were crossed over his chest and his eyes were closed, as if he was really asleep.

She pursed her lips and lay down as well, looking at his broad back. She felt particularly uncomfortable with him having his back to her like this.

The room remained silent, with only the sounds of the air conditioner and breathing audible.

Was he angry that she didn't trust him? That was definitely her fault, even though the thought only briefly crossed her mind for a few seconds, it was still something she shouldn't have done.

Since they got married, he has indeed treated her very well. He hasn't let her do even the most basic housework, and he even washes her underwear. He also said that he likes to do these things for her and doesn't want her to regret marrying him for even a second.

"Hengxi, are you angry?" Jing An'an was a little at a loss, so she asked tentatively.

"I'm not angry, I won't be angry with you," Xiang Hengxi said calmly.