"What about your mother?" Xiao Nanfang secretly found out that Yan Zhenhua still had some feelings for his first wife and even bought a house for her.

"My mother is in the village now. His mother has no intention of coming here to talk anymore. I don't want my mother to have anything to do with him."

Although Yan Shuhua said this on the surface, he was actually anxious about signing his name.

At this time, the Yan family was staging another farce.

The news that Yan Zhenhua bought a house for Shen Hongmei soon reached Liu Cuiman's ears. Liu Cuiman, who was so tight-fisted with money and regarded Shen Hongmei as her number one enemy, was extremely angry and confronted Yan Zhenhua immediately.

"I think you really still have so much affection for her. You also said that you only saved that private money. I think you saved more than that. Otherwise, how could you still have the money to buy this house? Do you think I'm a fool? Do you think I believe everything you say?"

Yan Zhenhua had just come back from work, and before he could catch his breath, he heard his wife say, "Where did you hear about the house I bought for him? Don't talk nonsense."

"You dare to say that I'm talking nonsense? Do you think that no one knows about what you did? Let me tell you, I also know where you bought the house and how much you paid. You actually used the money we saved to buy a house for her. You are such a hateful person." Liu Cuiman looked at Yan Zhenhua's expression and almost wanted to pounce on him and tear him apart.

Yan Zhenhua covered her mouth and asked her to speak softly, not so loudly: "Can you speak softly? Besides, I really bought her a house, so what? I owe her this. I have already married you, but I let her down."

"But you are obsessed with her now. Just for this reason, you have let me down." Liu Cuiman has been living a life worse than death since the driver did that to her. She dreams of such horrible things at night, and the scars on her body always remind her that she had been treated so cruelly by a man.

But as a husband, he never comforted her, not even a word, as if this incident had never happened.

If her husband felt sorry for her and didn't want to mention this matter, it might be understandable, but Liu Cuiman found that it was not the case, because after that day, her husband slept in a separate room from her. Although he didn't say it, Liu Cuiman knew that he was disgusted with her, disgusted with her body that had been touched by others. She wanted to talk to her husband about this matter again many times, but who knew... he actually said that he was too tired and didn't want to.

Yan Zhenhua actually had an idea in his mind, and he felt that it was most appropriate to express this idea today.

"How about we... have another child?" Yan Zhenhua always felt that it was a great pity that he didn't have a son.

"What did you say?"

"Listen to me, you know Qingxue has become like that..."

"Don't talk nonsense, shut up!" Liu Cuiman seemed to have heard a fairy tale, "Do you know how old I am now? You still want me to have a son with you? You think too much! I only have Qingxue as a daughter in my life, I don't want anyone else. If you want to have a son, go out and have one outside. I won't have one with you!"

"I spoke to you in a nice tone today, but you insisted on treating me like this?" If he really gave birth outside, that's fine, and Liu Cuiman wouldn't cry then.

"Yan Zhenhua, how can you still have such thoughts? Could it be that Qingxue is not your daughter?"

Yan Zhenhua felt a little scared when he thought of his daughter upstairs who was a little mentally ill. It was impossible for him to say that he didn't like his daughter, but he had been in politics for so long and people always pointed fingers at him, saying that he was incapable of having a son and that he would regret it in the future.

If it weren't for Liu Cuiman's poor health, he would have promised that Qingxue would be enough. However, so much time has passed, and the idea of ​​wanting a son has been rooted in his mind. Now he feels more and more that this thing should happen sooner.

But the Liu family will not agree.

After all, when he married Liu Cuiman, he wrote a letter of guarantee that he would never have anything to do with other women in his life.

If Liu Cuiman is unwilling to give birth to another child for him, then this hope will be shattered. However, he is unwilling to let this hope be shattered. The only way is to find a woman outside to give birth to a child. However, if this matter is publicized or known by the people in the Liu family, then he will be ruined. Therefore, the only thing he can do is to persuade his wife.

After all, Liu Cuiman is not yet 40 years old and is still quite young. It is not that difficult for her to have a child. It just depends on whether she is willing.

"Just talk to me and ask if you can give me another child. As long as you are willing to give me another child, I will agree to any condition you give me."

Yan Zhenhua made a promise to her directly.

Liu Cuiman looked at him so seriously. To be honest, she sometimes thought about having another child. Besides, her only daughter has become like this now. Who knows what will happen in the future?

"You can ask me to give birth to a child, but you have to agree to one condition."

When Yan Zhenhua heard that she actually agreed, he was very happy that this matter had a chance, and immediately asked her what conditions she wanted.

"I want you to take back the house you gave to Shen Hongmei and write my name on it." Liu Cuiman couldn't bear to see her husband give all the money he worked so hard to earn to that woman. Why? No matter what it was, even if it was a piece of scallion from the Yan family, it belonged to the Yan family. What did it have to do with Shen Hongmei? She couldn't expect to get any benefit from it.

"But I've already given him this house, and it's in her name. Why do you have to make such a fuss over this house? If it doesn't work out, I'll buy you a house."

"I don't want you to buy me another house. I want her house. I just can't stand Shen Hongmei being well off. Why should I buy her a house with your money?"

"Cui Man... Can you please stop arguing with her for my sake?" Yan Zhenhua said earnestly, "You are the mayor's daughter, and your status is so noble, but what about her? She is nothing, she is from the countryside, has no education, and knows nothing. Just on this point, you have already suppressed her."

Yan Zhenhua looked at Liu Cuiman's expression and continued speaking.

"But I do feel a little guilty about her. Giving her this house will make me feel less guilty. Although buying a house is a bit expensive, it's a good thing that I can buy a house with this little money. If you really like the house that much, I will buy you another one. So can we just let this matter go?"

Liu Cuiman watched Yan Zhenhua bending down humbly in front of her to beg for her forgiveness, but she would not forgive him at all. Instead, she found it ridiculous.