Lin Xiangwan looked at him, her words dripping with sarcasm. "So you know you're my husband? If you know, then why didn't you act like one when I was in trouble? Or are you only my husband when we're alone in the bedroom?"
Qin Muchuan, looking at the angry woman kneeling on the bed, nodded emotionlessly. "So far, that's all we've been. We play our parts as a married couple in front of our child, fulfill our marital duties! Beyond that, there's really nothing else!"
"Scoundrel!"
"We're married. It's only natural for us to share a bed. A scoundrel? How is that possible?" Qin Muchuan took offense to the word, his face darkening even further.
He was furious. This woman changes her tone quicker than the flip of a book page. Just because he didn't help her, she was giving him the cold shoulder, acting hostile towards him!
In their marriage, was a random man more important than the father of their child?
