"Ah!"
Zou Xiaoling had not at all expected Chiang Xiao to start off so violently, and she let out a sharp scream in fright.
Chiang Baohe, however, could not get up at all.
Not only were his feet getting worse and worse, even his body was becoming weaker and weaker. He hadn't taken a step outside the front door in a very long time. His biggest activity was usually beating Zou Xiaoling and then coming up with new ways to torment her in bed.
But now, Zou Xiaoling no longer resembled the woman in his memory, and he had grown quite tired of her. Now, in his heart, he constantly thought of the beautiful Yu Chunyu.
For Chiang Baohe at this moment, his greatest regret was that it wasn't Yu Chunyu he had forced himself upon back then, but Zou Xiaoling. He no longer craved the taste of a woman as he once did, but rather, he desired a son.
Yet for some reason, Zou Xiaoling just couldn't get pregnant.
So his disdain for Zou Xiaoling grew more and more.
