An Junxi put the interview with You Ran far away and, under her husband's watchful gaze, said weakly, "Xing Wan gave this to me."
Gu Yikun picked up the interview, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can. He grabbed her and placed her on the table. An Junxi's leg hit the edge of the table, "It hurts!"
She covered her thigh, her eyes filled with tears.
Gu Yikun moved her hand away; her thigh had a red mark.
He felt a bit guilty and found some ointment to apply to her.
An Junxi wouldn't let him touch her, "I'll sleep in the next room, don't bother me!"
Gu Yikun bent down to look her in the eye, "Xi Xi, don't be mad at me."
"Who's mad at you? Why are you yelling at me? Are you trying to abuse me? Over such a small thing? Are you even a man, being so petty? What do you take me for?"
His sudden roughness made An Junxi feel extremely wronged. What had she done wrong to deserve his anger? Did she cheat on him?
