"She probably doesn't know," Wu Xiaoli said, shaking her head.
"Then, have you told your mom about the divorce?" he asked again.
"Mm-hmm," Wu Xiaoli nodded.
So that's it.
"Your mom must think I'm a decent son-in-law candidate, so she's pushing you to spend more time with me," Sun Dasheng said with a smile. "My mother-in-law certainly has good taste."
Wu Xiaoli walked beside him, smiling without a word, as if in silent agreement.
The park near the hospital was quite large. Tired from their walk, they found a quiet place to sit. Sun Dasheng stretched out his arms, and Wu Xiaoli nestled obediently into his embrace.
The biggest difference between her and other women was her suppleness. Her body was so soft and pliable; holding her felt like hugging SpongeBob SquarePants. It was incredibly comfortable.
