Copy 1: Mr. Tang Li was wondering when he could make peace with Fang Yinglu. After all, she always felt that she was incompatible with this place. But Mr. Fang, who had always kept himself aloof, always wondered when his Ali would give up the idea of leaving him. Later, Fang Yinglu, the flower on the high mountain in the eyes of others, always fell into the hole he dug for himself, fell in and got up again, and had to fill the hole. There were a lot of pitfalls, but Mr. Fang said it didn't matter, he could fill them in one by one.
Copy 2: Fang Yinglu: "Ali, why do you always call me sir?"
Tang Li: "It used to be because you were a private school teacher, but now - because you are my husband! Mr. Fang, what are you doing?"
So stupid! "
Mr. Fang: "Well, I like whatever Ali calls me. I will only be Ali's husband from now on!"
Intention: In front of the right person, a slap in the face means nothing!