Ye Ranran listened quietly, a mysterious smile on her face. Ye Tianjing couldn't help but reach out and tap her forehead: "Are you listening to me?"
"I am listening, I was just joking with you. How was I to know you'd react so strongly?" Ye Ranran hugged Ye Tianjing's arm and said, "Don't worry, I won't go out anymore."
"Hmm, you have a husband and children now, spend more time with them," Ye Tianjing advised her, "In the past, I rarely focused my thoughts on being by your side, and I never taught you these things."
Ye Ranran's way of handling things was all learned on her own; no one taught her.
She learned to grow up by stumbling along, learned to endure.
But inevitably, there are things she's done wrong, especially in handling issues with her husband's family. She always falls short.
"Luckily, you married a good husband who understands you; otherwise, you..." Ye Tianjing shook his head.
Not to mention divorce, it might have already blown up.
