She had such a great man who cherished her and cared for her. Valued her, took her seriously. What right did she have to be unhappy? What right did she have to dwell on the things of her past life?
In this life, her rebirth was God's great favor to her, wasn't it? Since she had the chance to start over, what right did she have to indulge in self-pity?
She was reborn, which by definition meant starting over, and her life had already changed.
"You're not allowed to sit on the balcony anymore!"
"Uh-huh! I'll listen to you," she obediently nodded.
"And definitely not allowed to wear this and sit on the balcony." Xu Qigang took another look at her clothes and felt a stifling pain in his chest, an aching tightness.
His little wife was so beautiful, and just now, everyone must have seen her like that.
