Zhou Kuner asked: "Why don't you let him marry two?"
Xiao Heng put a knife to his neck and said, "Can I cut off your head?"
"Can't."
"Why not?"
"Because I only have one head."
"Then why can't you grow two?"
"If I had two heads, wouldn't I become a monster?"
"Isn't a man who marries two wives a monster?"
"The world is full of men with multiple wives. Are they all monsters?"
"You have to ask their wives about that."
"As long as a woman has good food, clothing and enough pocket money, she probably won't think anything bad about her husband."
"It's just because they don't love their husbands."
"Then what do they love?"
"Whatever satisfies them is what they love."
"So what they love is just the comfortable life that men give them?"
"Maybe it wasn't originally, but it gradually became yes."
"Why not?"
"What woman wouldn't initially hope for a true lover?"
"Then why did it gradually become yes?"
"Because what most women end up with is just a fake lover, but they can't choose again. In the end, they can only transform unsatisfied love into other forms."
"What if those women don't even have a comfortable life?"
"Then they must be living in pain."
Zhou Kuner shook his head and sighed: "It seems that being a woman is really a terrible thing."
At this time, Gao Yang, who had been silent before, suddenly said: "I'm almost scared to death."
"Oh? Do you empathize with women's experiences?" Zhou Kuner asked.
"No."
"What's that for?"
Gao Yang remained silent.
Xiao Heng smiled sweetly and said, "Because he finally understands now that if he plans to marry two wives, I will definitely kill him."
Gao Yang said to Zhou Kuner seriously: "So if you introduce me to any kind of beautiful girls in the future, I will definitely kill you first."
Zhou Kuner sighed again: "It seems that being friends with two lunatics is also a very scary thing."