Husband asks for forgiveness: three-year-old baby is tough on wife

I haven't eaten anything since the afternoon, so I'm very hungry.

The doctor told her not to be too tired just after being discharged from the hospital, but also to supplement her nutrition.

Luo Xia has asked Si Tian to ask for leave for her, and she can rest for half a month.

From downstairs, Mother Lan and Shao Youyun's chatting and laughing could be heard from time to time.

Luo Xia wiped off his cold sweat, his heart throbbing with pain. [

She is a fragile and easily emotional person.

Lan Xuanhan, on the night of her wedding, she treated him sincerely, knowing that he would not treat her sincerely.

She, however, fell into it.

At the beginning, he was extremely gentle to her, but in the next month, he got tired of it.

Finally waiting for the cold, lingering flowers everywhere.

"Well, are you thinking about how to explain to me the whereabouts of these eight days?"

Lan Xuan stood by the door coldly, looking at Luo Xia coldly.

Qiao Luoxia's whole body trembled, he...know where she went?

"I... I live in the school, I call you, but you don't answer..."

Luo Xia bowed her head, a few strands of her soft and beautiful hair hung down gently, against her pale face, the contrast was extremely sharp.

When Lan Xuanhan heard it, flames of anger burst out of his pupils!

He strode forward, clasping Luoxia's slender shoulders tightly with both hands.

"You still want to lie to me? Say, whose child is it?"

He growled coldly.

Lan Xuanhan couldn't let Mother Lan and Shao Youyun know about this, after all, it was an insult to him.

His own woman actually had another man's child.

When Luo Xia heard this, his face turned pale!

He actually asked her that!

Luo Xia's long eyelashes trembled violently, staring fixedly at those flaming eyes. [

"Lan Xuanhan, you... what do you mean??"

"What do you mean? Qiao Luoxia, don't you know that I have taken measures? Your child is a bastard! Tell me, whose is it, and which man is it looking for death?"

Lan Xuan said coldly and in a low voice, his hands were so strong that he pinched Lao Xia very painfully.

Luo Xia's brain was buzzing, and blood rushed to his face in anger.

"Lan Xuanhan! You...you bastard! You got drunk once..."

"Drunk? Why don't I remember? Bitch, let me teach you a lesson!"

Lan Xuanhan dragged Lao Xia into the room with all his might, and slammed the door shut.

Luo Xia was thrown onto the bed.

She was so weak from anger, coupled with hunger, that she almost fainted.

The man leaned forward, and the strong cold air radiating from his body made Luo Xia tremble uncontrollably.

The ferocious gaze, the almost murderous look, and Lan Xuanhan's murderous aura were so strong that Luo Xia could suffocate.

"Speak or not? Who is that bitch?"

The deafening roar almost tore Luo Xia's eardrums.

Tears welled up in her eyes, she held back her tears and looked at Lan Xuanhan coldly.

"I just said... don't deceive people too much..."