"You're doomed."
When Qin Liuxi said that, just like when he previously mentioned Sun Lixun was no good, it scared Second Grandma Sun so much that her legs went weak.
If a man is no good, then so be it; they already have children, and that thing isn't important anyway. But this sentence sounded as if Sun Lixun really was beyond hope, and it made her face turn pale.
"How... how doomed? Is it incurable?" she asked, trembling.
In Sun Lixun's eyes, however, there flashed a hint of cold derision. He knew it, he had no hope of being cured. It was just this silly woman who wouldn't give up and was pointlessly struggling.
"It's not that it can't be cured, it's just that the treatment is especially miserable, extremely painful," Qin Liuxi shook his head, still taking pleasure in others' misfortune, cunning as ever, wondering how you could possibly bear it.
