"The Crown Prince is so handsome, and his values are so upright; from now on, I'm a staunch 'Tai' follower."
Qiao Xia laughed, "Yes, I'm also a staunch 'Tai' follower."
Her husband was so handsome and treated her so well; how could she not love him?
Meng Qian dropped her off at her apartment building and reminded her, "If you feel unwell anywhere, go to the hospital to have it checked."
"I know."
The moment Qiao Xia got home, she started removing her makeup. It was easy since she wore light makeup today. Her cheeks were still red but not as swollen, and her eyes were bloodshot. Qiao Xia bit her lip in anger; the slap he got was too cheap for him.
Fortunately, Mu Liang taught him a lesson.
Liu Yitian, that kind of rich second generation, relied on his wealth and power to do whatever he pleased. She detested people like him who were flirtatious, spoiled, and overbearing.
The doorbell rang, and as expected, it was Mu Liang.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
