Seeing Liu Xiaotao's stubborn and defiant demeanor, Wang Daniu criticized, "What kind of attitude is that? You're a college graduate, aren't you? What era are we in now? Don't you know what free love is?"
"Your mother is just over forty, which is the prime of a woman's life. Why should she just revolve around you, father and daughter? Why can't she pursue her own love?"
"What you two have can't be called love," Liu Xiaotao said angrily, glaring at Wang Daniu. "You two can't even have your affair out in the open!"
"What do you know, girl? My feelings for your aunt are genuine," Wang Daniu said, looking at Wang Jiaojiao. "Treating a woman well isn't just about what's said or seen on the surface. How I treat your mom, only she knows in her heart."
Wang Jiaojiao nodded in approval, "Being together is about fate. Don't look at the age difference between your Uncle Daniu and me; every time I've been in trouble, he's the only one who stood behind me."
