"Ha ha ha..."
That anger, that sadness, that hatred, and that wail-like resentment of a shrew—it all made Zhang Yuxing laugh until she cramped up.
Anyway, not being pregnant was something she was happy about in itself.
For Liu Zhizhong to be in this state was also a kind of release; it spared her the trouble of having any mess dumped on her, which was indeed uncomfortable.
"You're still laughing, you nitwit! If it weren't for the fact that you're still in mourning and you've got your period again today, I swear I'd make you so sore you couldn't walk..."
"Hehe... Deadbeat, no more nonsense from you. What are you going to do now? You can't even sort out your position!"
"I'll just have to play around for a while! I'm about to go to the Provincial City soon; there's big business to deal with..."
"What sort of big business?"
"We'll talk about it later, it's company business."
"Oh..."
Once Zhang Yuxing finished her phone call, she felt a lot lighter.
