Shen Jinju sighed quietly; if Dong Liangcheng could get better, she would have no other desires in her life.
She used to think day and night about returning to the city, fantasizing about finding a cultured man in the future, living a harmonious life, and even dreamt of starting a career; all her dreams failed, even the dream of having a child and living a lifetime with that child was shattered.
Finally, she sent the person she hated to the bone to prison, Shen Jinju thought she would feel relieved, but seeing Dong Liangcheng protecting her, willing to be beaten to death by Dong Huancheng rather than hit back hard, at that moment, she was shaken inside.
Sometimes it's really hard to tell if a fool or a normal person.
The west wing was tidily cleaned up by the couple, with a stove set up at the entrance.
Seeing Jiang Xingye inspecting the stove, Shen Jinju laughed, "Liangcheng made it himself, it's quite easy to burn."
