Xia Hai wiped away his tears and sobbed. "No, I just feel that you've suffered so much since the day you stuck with me. You're clearly capable and can earn so much, but because you married me, you could only serve my mother and the others at home, cook, and wash clothes for them.
"If it weren't for the fact that we split up this time and lived our own lives, and Wanwan finding a source of income for us, you might have to live a hard life with me for the rest of your life."
Yan Han was extremely moved.
Previously, Xia Hai had never said anything, and she never had the time to feel emotional. Even moments before this, she was still immersed in the excitement of her impressive sales.
Her husband wasn't the only one who was surprised. When had she ever thought that she was so talented in selling clothes?
