Zhuang Shuqing twisted her body and reached for her bag to open the door, "If you're busy, I can get back on my own."
"Don't get too close to other men."
The man's voice was as deep as ever, her hand paused on the doorknob, and she pursed her lips, "I haven't."
"I hope I was wrong today."
Zhuang Shuqing, listening to his displeased tone, suddenly felt like laughing, "Lu Jinyang, you and I are just a couple by agreement, this marriage is bound to end sooner or later, you don't have to keep such a tight rein on me."
Her words were not polite, and yet, surprisingly, he didn't get angry, "Go back and read the agreement again, to see whether this marriage ends or not."
"What do you mean?" Her heart skipped a beat; Zhuang Shuqing started to realize she had overlooked something.
Lu Jinyang turned his head, patiently explaining, "The clause you added, that the marriage lasts until that child's death."
The marriage lasts until Xiaoxuan's death?
