Marriage in crisis

As soon as I said this, I couldn't control myself anymore.

"When we have time, I'll go with you to have a look!" Wei Qingchuan comforted me, "After all, we were once mother and son. It doesn't have to be so clean! If he is fine, we will bless him! If not, we can also help him. This is also our fate!"

I smiled, but tears still rolled down. The image of Da Sanbao smiling at me with saliva dripping from his mouth appeared in front of my eyes.

At this moment, in the picture, Yue Qing stood stiffly in front of her son's bed for a long time before she quietly turned around, turned off all the lights, and walked out gently.

After leaving her son's room, it seemed that she went back to her own room. When she pushed the door open, she saw Zhang Jiasheng in the room, sitting on the sofa smoking. When he saw Yue Qing coming in, he instinctively sat up, quickly put out the cigarette, and glanced at Yue Qing.

Seeing that Yue Qing didn't even look at him, he raised his eyebrows and said something to make conversation, "Are you going to sleep?! Um... go to the hospital tomorrow morning, get Dad discharged, and bring them back! I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore!"

"I'm busy!" Yue Qing said in a decisive tone, leaving no room for maneuver.

Zhang Jiasheng's movements froze for a moment, and his face turned cold. He stared at Yue Qing, and saw her walking into the locker room while talking.

Yue Qing entered the locker room, stopped in front of a large cabinet, sighed, and seemed to be sorting out her emotions.

After standing there for a long time, she stretched out her hand to open the closet, which was full of quilts. But when she reached halfway, she gave up and slammed the closet door shut.

Then, she reached out and took a nightgown, looked at it, and hung it back. She decisively changed into a set of pajamas, and then turned around and walked out.

Zhang Jiasheng was still sitting there. When he saw her come out again, he asked, "What are you going to do tomorrow?"

"About the child!" Yue Qing didn't elaborate, but asked, "Aren't you going out?"

This question confused Zhang Jiasheng, and he looked at Yue Qing, "I'm not going out? What am I doing?"

"Then you can go out. The second bedroom is fully equipped. You can sleep there! I want to take a shower!" Yue Qing said without hesitation.

Zhang Jiasheng was even more speechless, looking at Yue Qing, "You take a shower, didn't I tell you not to? I'm leaving? Where to? The second bedroom? Why should I sleep in the second bedroom?"

He asked several questions in a row, sounding very confident.

"Don't you have places to sleep? I know where you are going?" Yue Qing said to him firmly.

"I... Ha! What do you mean?" Zhang Jiasheng looked at Yue Qing's face and asked with a fake smile, "Are you getting mad?"

Yue Qing turned around suddenly, looked at him, and said confidently, "It's done, what's the matter? Am I wrong? Don't you have nests everywhere outside? How come something happened while you were sleeping?"

Zhang Jiasheng's eyes tightened, and he actually burst into laughter, staring at Yue Qing, "You are so generous?"

"How can I not be generous? I can easily see someone hugging my arm and calling me husband. How can I not be generous? My life is my own. I want to live well!" Yue Qing said, "Get out. I want to take a shower."

"Don't act cool with me, you hear me? I've seen everything about you, and you're taking a bath, what? You want me to take a bath with you?" Zhang Jiasheng said with a fake smile, his eyes full of lust, looking Yue Qing up and down, "If you have this idea, just say it earlier! What's the point of just being jealous? I'll satisfy you and that's it! It just so happens that I haven't taken a bath with you for a long time!"

After saying that, he actually stood up and started taking off his clothes.

When Yue Qing saw this, she sneered, "You shameless bastard! I find you disgusting!"

After saying that, he took his pajamas and strode out.

Zhang Jiasheng was probably horny, and when he saw Yue Qing was about to leave, he quickly pulled off his shirt, and went to grab Yue Qing with his bare chest, pulling her into his arms, leaning over and kissing her, saying some dirty words while his big hand roamed everywhere, as anxious as a monkey in heat.

I saw an umbrella opened somewhere and pointed towards Yue Qing.

This made Yue Qing feel sick. She used all her strength to break free from Zhang Jiasheng's arms. She tore off her pajamas and raised her hand to slap Zhang Jiasheng hard in the face with a loud 'pa' sound.

We all said in unison, "That's awesome!"

Yue Qing looked at Zhang Jiasheng angrily and cursed with gritted teeth, "...Who the hell do you think I am? Don't bring the same dirty talk you use outside into my house. It's disgusting! Pah! ... Ugh!"

After she finished cursing, she really started to vomit, holding onto the wall, tears streaming down her face.