Under the dim yellow light, Xiao Yi clenched her fists, her pen trembling on the bedside table. Zi Wei's hands were shaking, his face flushed red, and his eyes stared intently at the man on the bed who was still clutching his head, urging him, "Hurry up!",When the sword is wielded off-center, a decision is made to cast a decisive vote, creating evidence for oneself. In this divine husband's situation, divorce becomes inevitable.,The child sat heavily on Xiao Ge's back, lost in thought, replaying fragments of a film they had seen before. Just as he was about to do something, the room door creaked open and was pushed open from the outside.。