Yan Yubei smiled brighter than the sun and said: "I don't have anything to say, so I just want to tell you that it's a good place for my son to go home. As for the gift, I won't give it to you. I might get divorced and remarry in three to five days. Even if I have a gold mountain, I can't bear this back and forth."
He Zichuan's face was watery and he said, "You are so uneducated, so stop talking to me here. You are not the bride when I get married. Are you always happy?"
Yan Yubei's smile became even brighter, "He Zichuan, you are not the groom when my sister gets married. I'm not that blind." After saying that, she turned around and left, failing to hear the words "... I won't... Let any man marry you..." Scattered in the wind.