***
Most husbands are mediocre and have bad tempers, treating their wives like mothers ordering them about, yet without the respect they would show their own mothers.
Thinking about it, she truly felt lucky.
Even if her marriage had been brief, it was like a brilliant firework, leaving a bright glow in her heart.
Because of Qiao Chutian, the gloom of her past gradually dissipated, and she regained her vivacity, making life feel fresh and vibrant once more.
At this thought, she couldn't help but lower her head and give a slight smile.
This smile, caught by Tan Xianmei, resulted in a complex change in her expression.
*
"Xiaomai, Dongcheng will be buried tomorrow, come and send him off," Cheng's mother pleaded with a raspy voice on the phone.
Mai Xiaomai remained silent, her hand trembling slightly as she held the phone.
She didn't understand why Cheng's parents still wanted her to attend Cheng Dongcheng's funeral.
She truly didn't want to face such a harsh reality anymore.
