This was their tenth year of marriage, and Xu Zhi never thought it would come to this.
What Su Qiqi had said earlier made her feel rather ironic. If Su Qiqi knew the truth, Xu Zhi guessed her status in Su Qiqi's heart would fall drastically.
The man caressed her cheek, his gaze full of amusement, "What do you want for dinner? Do you want Auntie to cook, or do you want what I make?"
"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat."
The man's hand moved from her cheek to her chin, applying sudden pressure, "I'm not very patient... Xu Zhi, start behaving."
Xu Zhi could feel a sharp pain in her chin, causing tears of pain to well up in her eyes. The man made no attempt to soothe her, and instead, there was a hint of impatience in his gaze.
"Shen Qingzhou, let me go." Xu Zhi closed her eyes and leaned back in the chair, her heart filled with regret.
