"Zhu Huan, what's wrong with you?" Shen Yonghui asked cautiously.
However, the determination on Zhu Huan's face already indicated that she knew everything.
Shen Yonghui still tried to confuse the concept, saying, "Did someone tell you something? Zhu Huan, no matter what anyone said, it's not true."
Seeing Shen Yonghui still insisting, Zhu Huan stopped crying.
She looked coldly at this man on the bed, who had already gained weight and even had a bald spot.
She had never hated him as much as she did at this moment.
Even when he abandoned her in Seattle to fend for herself, she didn't hate him like she did now.
Zhu Huan pondered for a moment and said, "Shen Yonghui, at this point, are you still planning to deceive me? If that's the case, I don't care what the truth is anymore. For the remaining days, forgive me for not being able to take care of you..."
Before Zhu Huan finished speaking, Shen Yonghui panicked.
