Tang Hao seized an opportunity—an opportunity when Ah Yin was getting lovey-dovey with Qian Xunyi—and came before Xiao Wu.
His eyes were red as he panted like a bull and demanded, "Xiao Wu, tell me, is the child in your belly Xiao San's seed, or Destruction God's seed?"
Xiao Wu said, "Father-in-law, haven't I already answered that?"
Tang Hao's temper exploded with rage. "You mean it really is Destruction God's seed? You really cheated with Destruction God? How could you face Xiao San, huh—"
Of course Xiao Wu knew she had wronged A-San, but—"So what? If we're talking about that, then A-San was at fault first. If he weren't so useless, could Destruction God have violated me? He even tore my daughter's soul into three pieces. Does he still count as a father? A-San never had me or Wu Tong in his heart. All he has is his ten-thousand-year grand plan, his Tang Family's grand ambition and dominion. Didn't he hate daughters? Didn't he want a son? Fine, then hasn't this Xiao Wu given him a precious son?"
"You—" Tang Hao's breathing grew more rapid. His eyes were bloodshot, his skin dark, and he looked like a fighting bull. "I'll kill you! I'll kill this bastard—"
Just as Tang Hao was about to make a move, Black Fury's restraint descended, forcing his consciousness back.
After leaving the room, Qian Xunyi emerged lazily, draped in a bath towel. Brilliant lipstick marks covered his neck and hands.
Ah Yin followed behind Qian Xunyi with a glowing complexion, and the two found a sofa to sit on.
The sight made Tang Hao's eyelids twitch wildly.
Although he had long grown used to it, every time he saw this scene, Qian Xunyi's tireless vigor still drove him mad, like a dutiful dairy cow.