Gu Beihuai stumbled and nearly fell to the ground.
Because of Tang Chuxia's words, many people looked over, even the emotionally charged thug curiously stared at her.
Tang Chuxia, hand on her hip and the other still pointing at Gu Beihuai, scolded, "You bastard, you're going to abandon me just for that illegitimate child? Do you have any heart at all? I am your lawfully-wedded wife, the one who's been with you through thick and thin, slept on grasslands, waded through swamps, enduring hardships together! And now you're abandoning me for a child some little demon gave birth to?"
Pedestrians stopped one by one, looking at Tang Chuxia with sympathy.
Tang Chuxia grew increasingly agitated, tears streaming from her eyes, as she marched up to Gu Beihuai. Seeing his brow furrow until it resembled a bitter melon, she cried even harder, pounding on him.
Gu Beihuai seemed bewildered, just standing there dumbly, waiting for Tang Chuxia's next move.
And what did Tang Chuxia do?
