Why Are You Tormenting Me Like This?

Wei Zhijuan got up in huff and went to see the food takeout leaflet in the box on the small table in front of the door. After rummaging around for a while, there was only one lunch leaflet and one for a fried chicken restaurant.

Wei Zhijuan was so angry that her heart hurt and her arm hurt even more. Since returning to the country, she often stayed at home alone. During the day, she wanted to go out to work but had to study. She couldn't go out in the evening and Xian Yijun wouldn't allow her to work in the bar either. She stayed at home all day like a cripple, either eating or sleeping, and then waiting for him to return.

She had only been home for half a month and was beginning to realize how many changes had taken place in her life without her being aware of them. The burning pain in her arm started to cause her discomfort. Glancing at the fried chicken leaflet, she sniffed and ordered a fried chicken and a case of beer.

Half an hour later …