Song Yueqin's eyes flashed with calculation, and she said in a low voice, her eyelids drooping, "Is it really all my fault? You were so forceful, I couldn't help but cry out in pain."
"You should have at least told me," Qin Fen said, his face flushed with urgency, now thoroughly embarrassed.
Seeing Qin Fen run into her home and do such a thing with her daughter, Zhang Juyun's face turned green with anger, and her lips began to tremble, "Have you no shame? Doing such things at home in broad daylight. If word gets out, how will Yueqin ever face anyone?"
With that, Zhang Juyun took off a shoe and swung it hard at Qin Fen's face, "So shameless! Acting like an animal."
Qin Fen tried to dodge but couldn't, he was naked without a thread on him, how could he run? All he could do was clutch the quilt and desperately cover his head.