Transmigration: Raising the Child of the Male Lead Boss

“Your sister’s advice?” Shen Yichong narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Yu Yaoyao’s big eyes flickered expectantly, but soon two more big tears fell down.

“Yes?”

A change in a second…she’s a drama queen. And to think she was almost gasping for breath while she was crying.

The corner of Shen Yichong’s mouth was almost hooked up and his face was full of irony. The moment he reached out, he threw Yu Yaoyao’s arms away from him, letting her whole body crash into the bed!

The ink-like eyes, as if there was a storm brewing inside, looked as if they were also submerged in a night of lightning and thunder.

The cold voice, almost bland, was as sharp as a knife. “Just a few days ago in this room, you said that marrying me was the biggest mistake in your life and your biggest regret.

“Don’t you want to divorce me?” His dark eyes narrowed imposingly, making Yu Yaoyao tremble when she fell on the bed.

“Husband, I was confused at that time, and now I have figured it out!”

Her beautiful face and perfect swan neck, when seen by any other man, may shake his faith. But there was only a flicker of disgust in his eyes.

Yu Yaoyao found out that he did not have any trust in his eyes. Instead, he was fiercer and solemn, and his heart was cold.

It seems that the male lead has completely lost patience and trust in the original owner.

The original owner liked the film emperor, so from her honeymoon, pregnancy to breastfeeding, she used to sleep in separate rooms from Shen Yichong on the pretext that she was not feeling well.

Later, they occasionally shared a room with each other. Every time they did it, she would show that she was in great pain and even shed tears. After this, Shen Yichong never wanted to touch her again.

This male lead is also pitiful.

He has been married for many years and can’t even touch his wife. It was mentioned in the book that although his wife was like this, he always kept himself clean and considered women outside dirty. Therefore, he never went outside to tumble with other females.

D*mn it! This is almost five years of being a monk, almost as miserable as me!

Yu Yaoyao looked at him in a moment of sympathy.

Shen Yichong was in a terrible mood. He was about to leave and drop a cruel remark, “Keep your duty in mind, don’t push me—”

But before he could finish it, Yu Yaoyao suddenly got up from the bed and grabbed his big hand to put it on her soft chest.

Shen Yichong has been working in the business world for nearly ten years. He was serious and he had no fear of other people.

But now mid-sentence when his cold palm touched a soft thing, the latter half of remark directly turned to ashes.

His eyes became deep in an instant. “Are you testing my patience?”

Yu Yaoyao is shriveled and thought to herself, Isn’t this to make the monk earn even a little interest?

Otherwise, it would be too pitiful…

Over the past few years, ever since she has been moved to this new home, there was at least 20 to 30 million yuan worth of money his wife moved to her maternal home. He had a son who couldn’t go home and enjoy a normal family, and his wife is useless.

Not even a touch, let alone ooxx’s* of happiness.

Since that cannot be satisfied, he would naturally have a bad temper, ah! It was the best to have the ideal combination of yin and yang.

It’s no wonder that he spoiled the female lead so much in the book.

Yu Yaoyao looked at him sincerely. “Now I know that you have only been kind and patient with me.”

She understands. After all, she knows this feeling.

She, herself, was deprived of liberty for more than 170 years. She took it to heart miserably. They both really feel the same misery!