Just Marry My Son, Then

He felt restless now. How could a woman like Yan Qingsi seduce his uncle, who never allowed women to get close to him and was practically a monk?

 Goddamn. She must be an absolute beast in bed.

 No, no. He could not think of that. His uncle would kill him.

 He had been beaten until he was black and blue, yet he could not say anything to his family. He felt so cursed.

 However, in order to continue living his life, he could only gnash his teeth and swallow this bitter pill.

 He should not have provoked that insane uncle of his.

 After You Xi caught his breath, he felt pain all over his body. He could not tell where it came from, simply because it came from everywhere and all at once.