Yan Mingyuan sat on the ground and wiped off the blood from his mouth. "In what name did you fight this fist, her brother-in-law?" Or the former lover, or Ye Nianmo?

"I hit you because you did something so bad that you beat a pregnant woman." Ye Nianmo sat down beside him. "You can't beat her anymore."

Yan Yao was silent, hugged his head suddenly, and his voice almost choked. "I'm not right, I'm not human." After that, he hit his head with his fist, felt that he was not addicted, and slapped himself severely.

Ye Nianmo grabbed him and sighed, "Divorce if you can't."

"Impossible!" Yan Mingyuan stood up...