Her marriage was to stay by herself in a large, empty house. Her marriage lasted from hope until despair. Her marriage was a monthly routine of the 8th. If it's a lie, then just lie for the rest of your life, okay? At least this way, they could continue all the way to the end of their lives.

Lonely Marriage

Ji Weiyang quietly followed Wei Jingnian and left. After that, Lu Ruping took the blanket from Zhan Yan's hands and threw it back on the bed. "Child, you are truly becoming more and more willful."

Zhan Yan sat on the small sofa and remained silent. She didn't know what her father would say to Ji Weiyang, but Ji Weiyang had a very big temper now. If he was slightly disobedient, there was no guarantee that he would do anything to her.

Lu Ruping naturally knew what she was thinking. She passed Zhan Yan a cup of warm water and comforted him by patting him lightly on the shoulder. "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you.

"Yes." Zhan Yan nodded her head, her cold fingertips gripping tightly onto the warm cup wall.

Time slowly passed as they waited in torment. Finally, Ji Weiyang and Wei Jingnian's bland conversation sounded from outside the door, and it sounded like they were talking in harmony.

Men who are afraid of their wives are blessed