Chu Shuang dared not move.
She had just miscarried, and if she got hit again, it would surely hurt her body. She needed to heal well to have a child with Zhan Qing.
Jiang Ruan hit hard, several times wanting to pull her back but fearing she might get implicated, could only stand by silently watching her take action.
Fortunately, Jiang Ruan didn't hit for long before she got tired.
She sat aside, looking at Zhan Qing, who was half sobered by the beating, and said, "I'll give you time to bring Yunyun back. Once she's back, this matter will be over, and no one is allowed to mention divorce again."
Zhan Qing rubbed his throbbing temples, "We are already divorced."
Jiang Ruan, angered, slammed the feather duster on the table, "Divorce, what are you divorcing for? Besides Yunyun, who can tolerate your bad temper?"
"Chu Shuang can."
"Her?"
