And Shangguan Xiu, unexpectedly, was shirtless.
Having been beaten all afternoon, his upper body was now covered in bruises and swollen with purplish marks.
Because his back was to An Xiaomian, she couldn't see his expression, but she knew that being beaten like that for an afternoon must be agonizingly painful.
Suddenly, she felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart, a suffocating sense of pain and resentment that was beyond words.
Why was he doing this?
For their second child, or for her?
She didn't realize it herself, but her tears uncontrollably started falling, blurring her vision and wetting her face.
Across from her, not far away, those bodyguards who were lined up to continue beating Shangguan Xiu were actually very tired and dared not continue, because they were afraid of causing serious injury to their young master.
But since the young master didn't signal them to stop, they didn't dare to cease.
