077 Auntie Rao, I'm sorry, I..._2

At this moment, a knock on the door sounded.

"Wife, let's exercise tonight," Lew Huan said.

Ever since Lew Huan got his head split open the last time,

he hadn't done much until now, and he was indeed feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

"We're already divorced, get lost!"

Wang Shangyan had been feeling lonely over this period.

She was supposed to give in after some persuasion tonight, and although she found Lew Huan disgusting, such matters are normal human needs. If deprived of them for a long time, one would certainly yearn.

But upon comparing her ex-husband to Li Zhiyan, Wang Shangyan felt a sense of dullness in her heart.

She'd rather ride in a Maybach once than in a Passat ten times.

Lew Huan was left helplessly outside the door; he could have entered, but he knew that if his wife was unwilling, he could never force her.