Under the setting sun, Tang Yuchao: "What are you thinking about, Mrs. Tang?" "Chopping vegetables and cooking." The woman's hand while cutting vegetables paused and said slowly. Instantly, the man's face turned cold. He knocked over the woman's cutting board, resisted her and said, "I haven't been acting well lately. "Hey, did you not take the medicine on time?" Ye Nuannuan smiled bitterly, but it was like a sharp knife piercing Tang Yuchao's heart. He raised his hand directly and half of her face was swollen. But she didn't say anything and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her hand. Her eyes were colder. She said, "This is the 83rd time since we got married." She turned and left the kitchen. The man panicked and he pulled her into his arms. She struggled feebly and Ye Nuannuan shed tears from the corners of her eyes. She felt like a fish exposed to the sun after get off work, suffocating and out of breath. Her vision blurred, as if everything was awake, but she couldn't see the person in front of her clearly. She murmured: "Brother Tang" and fainted. But the man beside him dialed a number in a habitual and skillful way: "Little...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
