"Don't give me these noble excuses—curing your body? Ha, did you undress for him to 'treat' you?"
Fu Ziming's originally somber face turned utterly livid and fierce as he suddenly stood up and, with a slight wave of his hand, commanded, "Hold that wretched woman's hands down!"
At his command, Fu Ziming's cronies immediately acted, firmly pressing Xu Rongfei's hands onto the desk, forcing her to lean forward in an extremely awkward position.
"Ha, Xu Rongfei, we've been married for quite a few years now, haven't we? All these years, you have no idea how good I've been to you!"
Fu Ziming approached Xu Rongfei slowly and continued, "All these years, I've never even touched a finger of yours,
every time I wanted to get intimate with you, you'd complain about not feeling well. It's been years of that. Now, what have I gained!"
