"What could possibly be wrong? Isn't it just that damn son of mine and his mother's issue?" Li Zhongnan rubbed his forehead in distress and said, "That surnamed Fang, she clearly remembers me and is still thinking about me, yet insists on pretending to have lost her memory, to have forgotten me. I really don't know what she's thinking!"
"Hold on, Er Niu, what did you say? I didn't quite catch that," the beautiful young wife said, confused, "Your son? You... you fucked a dog?"
"Oh, right, haven't I told you about his mother and him?" Li Zhongnan gathered his thoughts and then recounted the story in detail.
At last, he clapped his forehead and said, "Sis Hui Ning, I'm serious, if she hated me or resented me, I could deal with it. But she pretends to ignore me, and with that damn son to stir up trouble, I'm really at a loss. You're a woman, can't you give me some advice?"
