Summary
The new female neighbor next door keeps sending messages to my husband:
“Your wife is so loud. Are you really that strong?”
Gu Xingyuan, always cold and aloof, would grit his teeth and curse back every time.
In the end, he would still mutter indignantly, “Ugly people are always up to something.”
Until my second month of pregnancy.
By chance, I saw that in the chat box, Gu Xingyuan had added a new reply:
“Don’t believe me? Want to try?”