"Who the hell told you that you could get a divorce whenever you want?" Gong Beiyao angrily pinched her jaw, "Without my permission, you better behave and be the Young Madam of the Gong household! Stop causing trouble!"
"Are you saying that we're not getting divorced?" Sheng Qianxia looked at him incredulously, feeling her breath almost stop.
"Shut your mouth! Say another word, and believe it or not, I'll sleep with you right here!!" Gong Beiyao roughly grabbed the medicine, applied it to her fingers, and then helped her wrap the bandage.
Afterward, Gong Beiyao leaned down slightly and reached his hands into the basin he had brought in earlier.
The water in the basin still had white mist rising from it.
He tested the water temperature, finding it just right, and then deftly wrung out a towel.
Before Sheng Qianxia could react, he had spread out the towel and roughly scrubbed her face.
What was he doing?
Was he going to wash her face?
