"Then tell me the definition of happiness and let me broaden my horizons."
Mother Ji looked at Qu Xiujie in disbelief and sounded even more disdainful.
"Happiness. It shouldn't be said that the man this woman married has a lot of power, wealth, or social skills. It should be said that this man dotes on this woman a lot, whether he's willing to give her the money he has in his pocket, whether he's willing to do whatever Xiaoxiao can do for her. Even if he doesn't know how to say sweet nothings, it's fine because most men are willing to use actions to prove whether they love this woman or not."
Mother Ji looked at Qu Xiujie and her eyes flickered. "Are you talking about yourself? You're finding a reason for Nana."
"I didn't. Why don't you ask Ge Ge, my sister, and Qitong if I'm telling the truth?"
Qu Xiujie rolled his eyes and looked at Mother Ji mockingly. "How would a rich lady like you know such simple happiness?"
