Two people in the bedroom were arguing incessantly.
"Sleeping with so many men behind my back, could it be that you also aborted their children?!" Lu Zhe's emotions were nearing madness.
Li Haiqin boldly retorted, "Why, are you panicked? Haven't you sent plenty of college students to the hospital?"
"Or is it that only officials are allowed to set fires, and commoners can't even light a lamp?"
Slap!
Anger surged in Lu Zhe's heart.
Shattering the glass, he stared at Li Haiqin, his chest rising and falling.
Glass shards scattered everywhere.
The room fell into a deadly silence.
Li Haiqin was frightened, her emotions also reined in quite a bit as she turned her head away, her eyes silently resisting.
Wen Tang laughed, mumbling to herself, "You probably never expected this day to come, did you?"
Her voice was low but loud enough to reach Pei Heyan's ears.
He leaned in to have a look.
It was a video of Lu Zhe and his wife arguing.
"It seems to suit your taste quite well."
