Looking at the shattered phone, a trace of despair curled at the corner of my mouth.
"Zhou Tianhao, we've been in love for five years, married for two! You know very well how I've treated you! When I married you, I didn't ask for a dowry, didn't ask for a house or a car! Why do you treat me like this? Why?"
Zhou Tianhao lowered his head, with a look of pain and regret.
He knelt on the ground, slapping his own face, "Niannian, I'm sorry! I really had no choice! I was beaten up by those people. If it weren't for my brother-in-law saving me! I really wouldn't know what to do! Just this once... just this once!"
"Your brother-in-law simply asked you to give him a child! You're still my wife! Don't worry, I will treat you very well! Yaya is your biological sister! She can't get pregnant, you should care for her, help her! This is also helping us!"
Sun Zhiyuan stood to the side, his face full of smugness, like watching a clown show.