Persistent Treatment

"No!" Meng Qingge retracted her hand and turned around with her back facing Ji Wanzhou. "I'm asleep!"

"Let's give it a try." Ji Wanzhou continued to shout, "Didn't your wife want it?"

"Who wants it?" Meng Qingge's brows twitched as she corrected him with some seriousness, "I don't want it! Is it okay for me to have little desire? "

"Wife, come!" Ji Wanzhou refused to forgive him.

"Ji Wanzhou!" Meng Qingge was furious. "If you don't want to sleep, then scram!" Shut up! Sleep! "If you say another word, I'll sleep on the third floor!"

Meng Qingge was threatening Ji Wanzhou, but Ji Wanzhou was really threatened.

"Fine." Ji Wanzhou's tone softened as he said with some unwillingness and grievance, "Good night wife."

"Good night!" Meng Qingge snappily said, "Go to sleep!"

The next morning, after breakfast, the two of them went to the Fu family's villa.

Ji Wanzhou told Mr. Fu what happened last night.