Xing Mi, who experienced three unfortunate marriages, found the joy of being with a homely man like Daddy Su.
Ji Li observed Xing Mi.
The feeling Xing Mi gave off had completely changed. She used to be beautiful, but with a hint of fragility, like a delicate doll that could get hurt at any moment.
Now, Xing Mi was slightly tanned, yet still fairer than most.
She was full of energy, had bright eyes, carried herself confidently with open shoulders.
Ji Li then looked at Daddy Su, whose face was full of embarrassment and shyness, resembling a man under his wife's thumb.
"Does Xiao Cai know about your situation?"
"I haven't told her yet," Daddy Su said sheepishly, "just established our relationship." Having managed to date a goddess on his first try, Daddy Su felt bashful.
Ji Li understood: when an old house catches fire, it tends to burn fast.
