It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Chu Ci returned to the villa. When he arrived, the servant's face was a little complicated and he took the initiative to say, "Mrs. I am in the studio."

Chu Ci threw her coat on the sofa and climbed up the steps.

The servants naturally whispered: "This time the wife is probably really angry."

Chu Ci went upstairs and found Zhao Moran directly in the studio. To his surprise, she was very calm and sat and painted.

That scene was peaceful and beautiful.

But it was so beautiful that it made him feel very uncomfortable. He felt that it shouldn't be so calm. No matter how bad he was, he was her husband. She was indifferent and numb and didn't care about him at all.

But he knew that he could not blame her for the fact that she did not love him, so he just went over and squatted down and whispered, "What are you thinking?"

Zhao Moran turned sideways, as if he was surprised that he would come back, and smiled slightly: "Xunxun is asleep."

"I said what are you thinking?" he stressed.

Zhao Moran raised her eyes, stared at him quietly for a moment, and then spoke: "What do you think I'm thinking?"

"Moran." His tone became stronger, "I was going to go to my parents' house, but I came back to explain it to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Moran smiled softly, "Chu Ci, you don't need to explain, just do whatever you want."

His eyes were burning: "Aren't you angry?"

She was very calm until he was angry: "Is it useful to be angry?"

Perhaps because she was afraid that he wouldn't understand, she whispered: "Chu Ci, we are not married normally, but there is no woman who doesn't care about reputation - my husband always steals food outside and I always have no face, but I can't control you and you don't have the qualifications, so I can only ignore it, so if something happens, you come back and explain it to me, there is no need to, really... I don't need to explain, I'm just a wife who you spend money to marry and have children, and it's actually not that important."

Her 'sensible' remarks made Chu Ci even more angry and felt a toothache. He stared at her seriously, and after a while he said hoarsely: "What if... I don't have anyone else in the future?"

She looked surprised and stared at him for a while before she spoke softly: "Chu Ci, don't force yourself."

After saying that, Jianmei's chin was caught, and then Chu Ci's face dripped, "Are you so generous? Are you still afraid that I will bother you all day and disturb your first love?"

Zhao Moran was forced to look up at him and gritted his teeth: "Chu Ci, you know it's not. Why do you put the blame on me every time you have something to do? Everything is first love... Yes, I like others. Is there anything wrong? You brought the money to propose marriage by yourself. So do I tell you the details of my love? Have you kissed wherever you have been kissing for so many times... Even to the point where you have to report to you to let me live a peaceful life?"

She said so much in a row, and Chu Ci's face turned even more ugly, with a dark face: "Zhao Moran!"

She was not afraid of him, or she was fearless at this point. Since she had tear her face, she would just tear her apart. She had a slight ridicule on her face: "Your mother wants this child to be born, you can choose to give birth. If you want me to move, just speak up, I will never rely on you. Will Mr. Chu be satisfied?"
Chapter completed!