When Jiang Kui received the call, he had just quarreled with Zou Man.
The originally magnificent living room was now in a mess. The ground was filled with glass shards and broken antique vases, and priceless paintings and paintings were torn everywhere.
Jiang Kui's phone kept vibrating on the table. Jiang Kui stood up and prepared to take it.
"Pfft, it's that slut vixen again, right?" Zou Man sat on the sofa not far away, looking extremely disheveled. "Is she being coquettish again? Can't she leave a man for a moment?"
Jiang Kui frowned. "Zou Man, watch your words. You're not a countryside woman. You're the madam of the Jiang family. Look at you now. What's the difference between you and a crazy woman?"
Zou Man suddenly stood up. "I'm a crazy woman? Jiang Kui, what did you say when you married me? You said that the Jiang family belongs to our son. Now, an illegitimate child appeared out of nowhere. What do you take me for?"
