Qin Lang curled his lips coldly, "Is it useless to you? No problem, then let's try a few more times. There will always be a day of distrust."
"I'm not jealous, why should I be jealous just because my husband is having dinner with a woman? From my perspective, it means nothing. I won't demand that Gu Yuying can't know any other women besides me. I myself have a few male friends, so why can't he have female friends? I love my husband, and I trust him."
If everyone were like this, this world would probably be filled with a sour smell. It should have eroded this world long ago.
"Do you believe it?" Qin Lang murmured these words. He wished for others to be happy and joyful, yet he wanted to experience that feeling himself.
It was something he hadn't experienced in thirty-odd years. Not because he preferred younger women, just that he happened to be moved.
