C11 (2/2)

”What do you mean?” Joanna bit her lip. She raised her head with difficulty to look at Fu Siming and stubbornly shook her head. It was like, I can't give up halfway.

After a long while, he slowly lifted his lips and said, ”Your comprehension ability really needs to be improved.”

Hm?

”You … ”You agreed to it?” Joanna thought this was incredible.

Seeing the woman's blank look, Fu Siming frowned. He then pointed at the washboard and scolded, ”If you like it, you can continue to kneel.”

”I don't like it!”

Seeing this, the woman was elated and immediately wanted to stand up. Only then did she realize that her legs were weak and her knees were numb. She was completely unable to move.

Furthermore, every time she moved, her knees would hurt so much that she couldn't stand it anymore. His eyes gradually reddened, and he looked at Fu Siming with an aggrieved expression. Tears rolled down his face.

”Self-inflicted.”

As the man spoke, he looked indifferent. The next moment, he bent down, picked up Qiao Anxiao, and headed straight for her room.

After placing Joanna on the bed, Fu Siming turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Qiao Anyan silently cursed, ”Fake good intentions!” Inhumane! Mad Wife! She had used all the words she could think of to scold him.

After a while there was a knock on the door. It was a maid.

”Madam, I'm here to drug you.” The maid took out the ointment, walked to the bedside, and squatted down to look at the woman's swollen and red knees, then applied the ointment to her.

”Thank you …”

It was better to be a servant, knowing how to feel for her.

The maid smiled and said:

”Actually... It was Teacher who asked me to come. ”

Fu Siming?

He heard the maid say: ”Ah, sir, I do care about my wife. ”It's just that …” The maid said nothing more, thinking that now his wife had changed too, and that the past was no longer mentioned.

After applying the ointment, there was a refreshing feeling that eased the swelling and pain on his knees. Johansson pursed his lips, and the curses he felt toward the maid were much less.

Forget it. After all, she had let him down in the past. She could only admit defeat!