Li Xingfeng said to Li Xingkui, "Do you know how Zhao Yang treated Da Zhuang's illness?"
Li Xingkui shook his head and replied, "Every time, Zhao Yang would take him into the inner room for treatment alone. Since Da Zhuang's condition was the kind that shouldn't be seen by others, I didn't suspect anything."
At this, Tian Xiaorui suddenly gave a sly smile and said, "Zhao Yang is very cunning, now I see that Da Zhuang is doomed."
Li Xingkui, hearing Tian Xiaorui's strange laughter, looked up to see a look of schadenfreude on her face and couldn't help but scold, "What are you saying? Da Zhuang is your man, how can you seem so unconcerned?"
Tian Xiaorui suddenly laughed coldly and said, "A man who abuses me every day? He might as well die sooner."
Upon hearing this, Li Xingkui raised his hand and slapped her, knocking Tian Xiaorui to the ground.
Li Xingfeng quickly intervened to stop Li Xingkui, saying, "Stop hitting her, stop! You'd better go find Da Zhuang right away!"
