Upon waking up in the morning, Zhang Guoqing looked at his wife sleeping sweetly in his arms and silently grinned. This little girl has begun to learn to knock some sense into him—does it mean she loves him even more?
"The sun and moon are the highest and brightest, spouses the closest and yet most distant."
This saying applies to others; he never feels that way about his own marriage. In this world, even if connected by blood, a son cannot compare to a wife.
Last night, Zhou Jiao asked a question that he subconsciously did not answer. What nonsense about a woman sacrificing her life for him. He never forced anyone; what does it matter to him how others live or die?
He knows his wife well. Even though she is inherently defensive and somewhat cold towards outsiders, her values are correct, and she has integrity, unlike himself, who is just a facade.
