Jian Yanyan thought about her past self, always sticking to the rules, always too concerned about others' feelings, never considering her own. Every meal she cooked, every dish, was what Shen Mingfeng liked. He loved cleanliness and tidiness but didn't like to clean, so she forced herself to do it, just to please him.
Reflecting on it, her life back then was tough, really not happy or carefree, always restrained. But because she loved him, she didn't care about anything else. If it meant being restrained, so be it, as long as he was happy, she was happy.
Jian Yanyan was a bit lost in thought, standing there dazed.
Su Junhao seemed to understand what she was thinking, and said calmly, "In the future, live how you want, don't worry too much about others, as long as you're happy. You're just too silly."
