Her parents had been together for some twenty years. They were childhood sweethearts who had weathered every storm hand-in-hand, and even now, she could still see them being affectionate.
'If only she and Jiang Yihua could support each other through thick and thin just like them.'
Mrs. Chi once again carefully reminded her to get along well with Yihua and not to throw little fits all the time. The first time, it was a novelty. The second time, it was playful. The third time, it was met with tolerance. But by the fourth time, it would just be something to endure.
No matter how good the relationship, it couldn't withstand constant compromise and endurance. Eventually, the desire to escape would slowly begin to grow.
Chi Yun'er listened intently.
'Her mother certainly had a way with her husband. She had to learn from her, wishing she could take out a notebook, jot everything down, and put it all into practice in the future.'
