Liu Zhiyuan was like a madman, throwing punch after punch. But because he had no clear target, most of his punches missed, rarely landing on Xiang Weilai. Xiang Weilai just kept dodging without fighting back until Liu Zhiyuan was exhausted, standing there panting and glaring angrily at him. Only then did Xiang Weilai speak.
"You've vented your anger, can we sit down and talk calmly now?" Xiang Weilai's voice was cold as if nothing had just happened. "If Liu Rui went home and said something, then I feel I need to explain; when she came in, nothing happened. Someone was just helping me wring a towel. I'm not saying this to defend myself, but because I think I should tell the truth. What kind of relationship do I have with Liu Rui? You should know the whole story. I have always wanted a divorce, but she refuses. Since we aren't divorcing, I haven't done anything to betray her in our marriage."
