"What did I do wrong?" Lian Xinying pouted, feeling like he always treated her as a child who would never grow up.
She was almost 21 years old now.
"You should ask what you didn't do wrong? I thought about it, and this question is also pretty stupid, because you did everything wrong," Yan Ye's penetrating gaze had no trace of emotion.
After scolding her, he lay down on her bed as if he was perfectly entitled to.
His meaning in what he had just said was very clear.
She had not listened to his advice to take care of herself and the baby, instead choosing the opposite path, resulting in one mistake after another.
The fact that he hadn't strangled her was already merciful beyond obligation.
Lian Xinying watched as he lay down fully clothed and, after a while, his breathing became even, probably because he was really tired!
She stood beside him in a daze for a while, and only when he was asleep did she quietly approach his legs.
