Yu Chiyin was tortured by the acupressure board beneath his feet, while also enduring Lu Fengxuan's interrogation.
"Yu Chiyin, why did you hide such a big matter from me?"
Yu Chiyin hopped from side to side on the acupressure board, gradually losing control over his fierce expressions, and even let out a few hisses:
"You are carrying a child, I hoped you would take good care of yourself... Ah! Axuan, this is really killing me, can I get down now?"
"No."
Lu Fengxuan was unyielding.
She continued, "I know now. Do you think I can't take care of myself now? Am I not even angrier because you hid it from me?"
"I was wrong. I've really learned my lesson this time. Hiss, Axuan, it really hurts!" Yu Chiyin's expression completely lost control.
He could not bear it any longer and jumped off the acupressure board, took a few seconds to recover, and then, under her gaze, stepped back on to "suffer the punishment."
