"Think whatever you want!" Xue Shaoguang had no desire to continue talking with Xie Zhiyao, disinterestedly pouring himself a cup of tea and taking a slow sip.
"Xue Shaoguang, don't go too far—" Xie Zhiyao pointed at Xue Shaoguang's nose: "Do you think that abandoning me will make your life better? Don't think I don't know what you're planning! It's true that Mu Rou is pregnant with your child, but can you guarantee that she'll be able to give birth to it?"
As soon as she said the last sentence, Xie Zhiyao felt her face burning. It took her a second to realize that it was because Xue Shaoguang had splashed hot tea directly on her face.
She screamed, covering her face, and crouched down in panic, sobbing loudly.
At this point, Xue Shaoguang stood up sternly, looking down at Xie Zhiyao: "Xie Zhiyao, I know you have some tricks! But if you dare to harm Mu Rou's child again, I'll make you disappear from this world! Completely disappear!"
