Zhao Tiezhu first shook his head helplessly, then headed towards the bathroom to take a shower first.
Just as Zhao Tiezhu reached the bathroom, before he could even open the door, Situ Wanying suddenly let out a cold snort.
"A bumpkin from the countryside, I really don't know what kind of witch's brew you've fed my husband to have the audacity to come to my villa. And on top of that, my husband has to cater to your every whim!"
"What do you think you are!"
Zhao Tiezhu, who had been suppressing his anger all this time, could no longer hold it back at that moment.
This woman had been seeking out trouble with him over and over again. If he kept enduring, could he even still call himself a man?
With that thought, Zhao Tiezhu stood still, turned around, and looked back at Situ Wanying.
He really couldn't bear it anymore.