Chu Jiao's eyebrows twitched slightly; she didn't understand what Yin Shixiu meant by those words. What did he mean by asking what kind of person she was treating him as?
"You don't think that I... can still get it up for you, do you?"
"Hiss..."
This sound came from Chu Jiao, as Richie's heart wasn't strong enough.
Just about to administer an anti-inflammatory injection, she was startled by Yin Shixiu's words, causing the needle to suddenly pierce her skin.
Yin Shixiu's words were straightforward...
Chu Jiao's face was ashen and stiff.
"You're humiliating me now, but that night, rolling in the sheets with me over and over again, wasn't that you?! You're afraid your wife will cause a scene? Afraid her grandfather will cause trouble for you? I understand all that; in wealthy families, which marriage is purely out of love..."
Back then, when Chu Jiao first stepped into this house and saw Bai Fengmao's photo on the shelf.
She understood it in her heart.
