That day, she was so heartbroken, yet his attitude towards apologizing was always perfunctory, and he was so impatient, making her feel even more disheartened.
Anyway, she no longer cherished his apology.
She even loathed herself, despising why she had stooped so low as to force him to write the agreement, the consequences of which were nothing but a disgrace to herself.
It would not happen again in the future. She didn't want to force him to do anything, nor did she want to impose her own thoughts upon him.
"Ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred!" Si Ye finally finished one hundred push-ups. He sat wearily on the carpet, calling out to her in pain, "Wife, my arms and legs hurt so much, what should I do? I can't get up."
"..."
"Wife, I'm really in pain. Could you help me up? I'm so thirsty, pour me a glass of water, please."
Chen Zhi thought he must be faking it. But then again, after one hundred push-ups, he must be tired.
