Xu Qinghe muttered on and on, Ji Ying listened at first and thought he made some sense, but as he went on, the more she listened, the more she wanted to roll her eyes. Looking at a tipsy Xu Qinghe, she couldn't help saying: "How can things be like before now? Yicheng's not you, he protects Nianhua. Besides, I asked Nian'an too—Yicheng lives separately, he's not even staying with his dad."
"You, always worrying over nothing. If you'd been this tough back in the years, would we women have suffered so much? When I think of the old days, I can't help but feel bitter. Xu Qinghe wasn't bad—he was hardworking, cared for me and the kids, but he kept giving in to Dad Xu Zhong and that stepmother again and again in the big family."
"The past is behind us, I don't want to talk about it. All I wish now is for the kids to be happy."
"..."
