Fang Yao stood up, infuriated, and pointed at Gu Xinzhou: "You cripple!"
So what if you saved Song Zhen's life?
No son is dutiful by a sickbed for long, let alone this man is Song Zhen! He can't possibly belong to just one woman forever!
If you can't stomach other women, then don't be the mistress of the Song Family! Better abdicate early!"
"Are you sick?" Gu Xinzhou looked at her coldly: "What era is this, to say that he can't have just one woman in his lifetime?
I tell you, as long as I, Gu Xinzhou, am here, he can only and will only have me as his woman!
You may dress up like a decent person, but inside you're so base! To think so lowly of the domestic status of modern women!
I tell you, if one day Song Zhen takes another woman, I will be the first to leave him!
If Song Zhen dares to cheat, I dare to divorce him on the spot!
I, Gu Xinzhou, have a thing about cleanliness; I don't want a dirty man!"
