"I can be sure of one thing." Qin Nuan took a deep breath.
"What?"
Looking at Lin Jiayou standing there dazed, Qin Nuan shrugged: "Mistreating your wife is fun for a moment, but winning her back is a funeral pyre..."
He used to not care, but taking care of Lin Nianan alone these days has already made him realize some existing problems, yet he still won't admit his mistakes? Still like this? Without a doubt, wanting Cong Ying to change her mind is tough.
"Not necessarily." As an actor, Luo Yanran still has some of his own insights: "At least, he has a lethal technique to rely on."
"You're not talking about Nianan, are you?" Luo Yanhai said instinctively: "Obviously, it's 'not my business' for her, right? But this tone feels a lot like Shiliu and Shiqi..."
"Children are always a girl's softness; the maternal halo is such a thing, isn't it?" Qin Nuan sighed again. Just now, Cong Ying was clearly also distressed, but she was suppressing it.
