Du Yuehua looked at Yang Xinyi, and, seeing her apparent curiosity about this question, asked in amazement, "Is there a problem with your married life with Ah Xiong?"
Otherwise, why would she ask such a question?
A satisfying life, my ass. We haven't even had one.
"We've never had a marital life," Yang Xinyi replied with difficulty.
Du Yuehua was stunned.
Under her relentless questioning, Yang Xinyi laid out the whole story.
When Du Yuehua heard that after they got married, they had only tried once, and even then, it was when Ye Xiong was drunk and unaware, she was dumbfounded.
"You've slept together for so long, and he hasn't touched you. Can you tolerate that?" Du Yuehua was utterly flabbergasted.
"I hid a pair of scissors under my pillow. If he dares to touch me, I'll cut him off."
Du Yuehua was completely speechless.
