Wang Meilin's Mind

Ji Wanzhou received the signal from his lovely wife. Looking at Xu Mingyang, who was kneeling on the ground, he also felt a little sad. He was such a rich young master, yet he was so pitiful right now.

"Bro, are you serious?" Ji Wanzhou stood at the door as if he was watching a play.

Xu Mingyang kneeled on the ground and looked up helplessly, "You guys judge, when she was pregnant, she needed to be taken care of, so I replaced all the people I could contact with with with men. For months, I've been able to see all the women besides my mother. Now you're saying that I'm going to steal a man, that's unreasonable.

"Isn't it because the two of you are too intimate?" Wang Meilin continued to say. She picked up the tissue used to wipe her tears and rolled it into a ball before tossing it on Xu Mingyang's body.