"This time, what he did really left me speechless and angry. What I care about isn't his face, but ours."
"Sheng'er..." his eyes were bloodshot, "I realize now that I never really understood you, even though we've been married for a few years."
Nan Yuesheng's eyes were full of inquiry, "Why are you saying this?"
"I don't like the current you." Xu Mohan, perhaps letting the truth slip under the influence of alcohol, finally spoke the words he had been suppressing, "Some of your decisions repel me... to the extreme."
Nan Yuesheng felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of ice water, staring at him dumbfounded, "I also have my stance and considerations, which might be different from what you think, but I'll change in the future, won't that do?"
Xu Mohan stood up, "I'm going to sleep for a while."
Nan Yuesheng sat there feeling extremely uncomfortable inside, not knowing exactly where she went wrong.
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