Jiang Xi was rarely let out of the hospital, but when she was, Zhoushan Mental Hospital had sent two or three nurses to follow her all the way, afraid that she would bring back trouble. As a mental patient, it was already very impressive that Jiang Xi could get such treatment.
"You're not allowed to walk in front of me. You have to walk behind me." The silly son of the Cheng family drooled as he looked at Jiang Xi without blinking and mumbled, "My mother said that if I don't eat, my wife is not allowed to eat. If I don't speak, my wife is not allowed to speak. If I walk in front, my wife must follow behind me. You are the wife I bought, so you can only be a member of the Cheng family. After you marry into the family, you have to give birth to eight to ten sons for me. In the future, you don't have to do any work at home. You just have to give birth to children." As he spoke, a string of crystal-like saliva flowed down the corner of the Cheng family's silly son's mouth.
