Men know men best. According to Xiao Ling's theory, it is too easy for his son to get married, and he may not be able to survive the slight storms he encounters later.
Instead, it made him realize how hard it is to marry a girl, and he realized that women should be cherished and marriages should be managed.
Ye Feifei knew what Xiao Ling meant, so she didn't raise any objection to Che. Instead, she smiled sweetly, nodded and said, "Well... I support my husband the most."
"Then I won't read it." Xiao Ling said, pushing the book off the bed.
Ye Feifei smiled and said: "What are you reading if you don't read books... I want to help them design."
"Look at me." Xiao Ling's eyes darkened.
Ye Feifei laughed out loud, pushed the man's shoulder, and said coquettishly: "We are an old couple, you are really..."
"Well... my wife dislikes me for being old, right?" Xiao Ling had a look of grievance on her face.
Ye Feifei shook her head quickly, held her husband's face, and said with a smile: "No, my husband is the most handsome. He is not old at all. I like him very much."
"Really?" Xiao Ling looked unbelieving.
Ye Feifei nodded and almost swore, "It's more real than bubble milk tea. You must believe me."
"Well... okay, I believe you." Xiao Ling said, lowering his head.
But this belief must be proven by strength...
The next day, Tang Kexin came to the studio with injuries.
Nie Sanrou directly regarded her as a giant panda.
"Hey...Kexin, you can't do this, Angel will do it."
"No, no, that tea cup is too heavy, I'll do it!"
"Oh my God, my dear, please sit down first and don't move around, okay?"
Tang Kexin's ears were filled with Nie Sanrou's voice, as if a demonic voice filled her ears. Finally, she looked at the fruit plate in front of her and said helplessly: "Sangrou, I'm really fine, you believe me."
"I'm sorry, I don't believe it at all." Nie Sanrou shook her head, "It took a hundred days to break your muscles and bones, but you can just be a baby now."
She is like this, and Angel and others also unite with her.
Angel: "Yes, yes, sister Kexin, don't underestimate the cultivation of being injured. You must not move around."
Tang Kexin smiled, "I'm not looking down on you, but I'm not a giant panda either. Please... don't be so cautious. I want to move around a bit, please, please."
Angel's eyes widened, "No, I will be your arm until you remove the cast."
Xiaoyan also came up and raised her hands: "I will be your legs."
Nie Sanrou: "I am your special errand boy."
Tang Kexin: "..."
Everyone is too cautious.
"What about me? I'm a professional delivery person?" Elizabeth said and walked in.
Seeing the lunch box that Elizabeth was carrying, Tang Kexin puffed up her cheeks like a cute little hamster, "You... don't want me to move around, right?"
"Of course, you are a wounded person and should be taken care of by all of us now." Elizabeth nodded.
Tang Kexin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She felt that it was really troublesome for her to be injured this time.
"Actually, there is no need to feel guilty. Our kindness to you is all out of our heart. As long as you accept our kindness happily, you don't need to care about anything else. Do you understand?"
Elizabeth gently rubbed Tang Kexin's head, with a look of endearment on her face.
Tang Kexin nodded.
It was at this time that a guest came to the studio.
It was none other than Zhang Wanlin. His face looked very bad, and he obviously didn’t sleep well. (To be continued)