But Ding Long also hated it, why could she be so stubborn, so stubborn and smelly, never yielding, when he was angry, she didn't know to avoid it, only adding fuel to the fire.
"Think about it yourself, we're already married, what's the use of still having Lan Li in your heart. You're with me, whatever Lan Li can give you, I will also strive to provide. He doesn't love you, he doesn't cherish you, but I, Ding Long, love you, care for you." With that, Ding Long extinguished his cigarette, then got up, went to the bathroom, took a shower, changed clothes, and went downstairs.
Downstairs, Aunt Xi was in the kitchen cooking, as soon as Ding Long went down, he could smell the aroma of the soup simmering in the pot. He walked towards the kitchen and said, "Aunt Xi, make something light for the madam tonight, like vegetable congee."
"Madam said in the afternoon she wanted my braised crucian carp," Aunt Xi said, puzzled.
