Seeing the person from her bed finally enter the room, the lame man breathed a sigh of relief, smiled contentedly, and without shying away from the embarrassment, he knocked on the door, speaking with utter affection.
"Liu Niang, as long as you bear a son, I'll bring you back. We'll live a good life together. Our family is poor, but I still need to get my leg treated. Lord has agreed to pay for the medicine, and my mother was right, you're sacrificing for our family, a good daughter-in-law from Wangjia Village. When you come back, I certainly won't despise you."
After saying these words, he limped back. There was no guilt, no responsibility, and certainly no shame.
For him, this was just a path to rid himself of his limp and gather all the glory to himself.
Shen Hua walked forward with a cold sneer. Even one more glance felt too dirty.
Yingwu followed to gauge Shen Hua's reaction, saying she wasn't surprised would be a lie.
