Xu Qinghe muttered on about a lot, Ji Ying was fine listening to the start, but as it went on, she more and more wanted to roll her eyes. She looked at the drunk Xu Qinghe and couldn't help saying, "Can it be the same now as before? Yicheng isn't you; he protects Nianhua. Besides, I asked Nian'an, Yicheng lives separately, doesn't he? Not living together with his dad?"
"You're just worrying blindly; if in the early years you could be as resilient as now, we wouldn't have suffered grievance?" Ji Ying recalled the old days, and couldn't help feeling sad. Xu Qinghe had no other faults: he worked diligently and cared for her and the kids a lot, yet he kept indulging his father Xu Zhong and stepmother in the extended family.
"All the things of the past are over, I don't want to talk about them; I only hope for the children's happiness."
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