After Guo Ying steadied herself, she was so angry that her face turned ferocious."My daughter? If you didn't beg me to give birth, I wouldn't have given birth to a child for that sickly Zhou yeshuo! Leng Yejin, what right do you have to bully me like this? you were the ones who provoked me first. I'm just returning the favor!"
Once again, Zhou yeshuo grabbed her neck and pushed her against the wall. Guo Ying struggled with all her might, but even though Zhou yeshuo's body wasn't in good condition, his strength wasn't something Guo Ying could resist.
"That sickly Zhou yeshuo? Ha, who was the one who climbed into my bed and wanted to have my child?"
"You? Cough, cough, you, Who are you?"
"I'm the sickly person you're talking about!" Zhou yeshuo's eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Guo Ying.