158 must be sick, right?

That night, Zhao Han was untroubled.

She felt blissful and satisfied, not bothering to wait for her mother and aunt to finish swimming, and went back to her room to wash up and sleep.

The days she stayed at her mother's house, her sleep was incredibly good. Even Lu Yumei could feel it; her eldest daughter was becoming more beautiful and more feminine by the day. The radiance of a young wife was something that made a mother proud, indeed.

Of course, what made Lu Yumei even prouder was her youthful beauty and mature charm. Out and about, everyone assumed she and Zhao Han were sisters!

Liu Zhizhong didn't sneak off to Lu Yuqing's room until ten o'clock that night and entangled himself with her.

Actually, Lu Yuqing's mood was still low, her husband's affair had blown up quite significantly, thoroughly troubling her heart.

Only in Liu Zhizhong's arms, under his broad and resilient chest, and with the impact of his powerful talents, could she forget the unpleasantness and enjoy life.