"Sassy Girl, my heart aches for you the most, especially when you're pregnant and quick-tempered, and your body is uncomfortable. That's not easy at all. But, you know, making a marriage work is quite an art, especially for a woman who should be soft when it's time to be soft, and be mindful of the patience and the degree of fuss one makes."
"... Mom."
It seems that the old lady has realized the situation, her words were a disguised form of mediation and persuasion.
"Sassy Girl, even though you say Liehuo is my son, you know I'm closer to you than to him. I don't take sides, I just want both of you to be happy. With men, as long as it's not a matter of principle, we should be more tolerant of them, understand? Especially a man like Liehuo, he's usually so tough, and theoretically, he wouldn't bow to a woman at all, but he's different with you, he cherishes you. Do you know that?"
Each sentence was full of sense; Lian Qiao lowered her eyes. What could she say apart from agreeing?
