Han yichu looked at Huang qingwu's miserable expression and could not help but feel a trace of pain in her heart.
He still wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he did not expect her to say something completely different from her miserable expression.
No matter how calm he was, he had never thought of this. Duty as a husband and wife?
His duty as a husband?
Wasn't that it?
Han yichu's face stiffened. It was the first time he had been in such a situation, and he couldn't react.
Huang qingwu frowned impatiently."You still don't understand?"
Seeing that han yichu didn't respond, she was angry.
Was he going to treat her like a vase and decoration when they got married?
Huang qingwu was a hot-headed person. She looked at han yichu and couldn't help but wake him up. She couldn't help but see other expressions on his face. She didn't like to see him so quiet and immersed in his sadness.
