After eating and drinking to her fill, Yuan Chun said to Lin Baoshan, "I'm pregnant now and can't get used to the cafeteria food. Let's not talk about changing the grain household registration. You should come back at noon to cook for me."
Lin Baoshan's expression twisted, "Sun Yuanchun, what exactly do you want? I've already admitted my mistake and apologized, can't we just live like we used to?"
"Like before, when I waited on you like a lord every day?" Yuan Chun jumped up and slapped him across the face, coldly saying, "You're a shameless freeloader, I served you well and spoiled you. Now that I'm pregnant, you still want to be the lord?"
"Sun Yuanchun, are you, are you saying you don't want to be with me anymore?"
Lin Baoshan glared at her with hatred, "Don't think I won't dare to hit you, I..."
Slap, slap, slap...
A few slaps landed on his face.
