Tang Nuan sat in bed for a long time before her eyes wandered around this best patient's room in the hospital. Eventually, they settled on the mountain of luxury items that filled up the entire sofa. As she stared at them, Tang Nuan's lips curved upwards, and she started chuckling softly to herself.
These stuff that filled up the sofa would cost at least several ten thousand RMB. A working class man might work his whole life and still wouldn't be able to afford half of them, but me? A beating and a pregnancy later, they're all mine. And that's not all, if this child in my stomach is a boy, I'll even get a bungalow that is worth several million…
Now that I think about it, this beating and this child in my stomach sure are worth a lot of money…
