Ye Feimo was silent. Cheng Anya looked at him and spoke again. "Wen Nuan is just a twenty-one-year-old girl. She's young and has dreams and talent. She loves her career, and you can't have a bias against her because of other artists.
You can't expect a girl in her twenties to stay by your side all day and be your trophy wife. Over time, you'll be disappointed in her. Don't think that just because you love Wen Nuan so much now, you'll love her that much in the future. When a woman becomes your accessory, she loses herself. You'll be like two parallel lines, growing farther and farther apart.
You'll keep growing, but she'll be stuck in the same spot. Think about it: when you come home from work, what will you talk to her about? You don't have any common interests, and you'll just talk about daily trivialities. Won't you feel bored? Won't you feel that this woman has lost her spark?
