"I saw that your child was completely delivered under the influence of oxytocin, so I carried you to the sofa, wrapped all your blood-stained clothes in the bed sheet, and burned it all."
"And then?"
"I used a clean towel to wipe your body."
No need to ask further.
"You've seen my whole body..."
"I will take responsibility," Xu Mohan replied smoothly, "Drink up."
Jun Xiangyi lowered her head and stirred the porridge with chopsticks, "How are you going to take responsibility..."
He took out the divorce letter she once gave him, "If you take this back, we can still be husband and wife."
Jun Xiangyi put down the chopsticks in her hand, reached out and took the divorce letter in her hand, looked at him, "Are you serious?"
"Yes, really."
"I'm someone who cannot see the light right now. If people find out you're with me and sheltering me, you'll be blamed. I was actually planning to stay here for a few days then leave."
