"But I want to be with you!"
Xiaomin's mother stared intently at Wang Xiaoshuai and said, "And you've been my support, my man, for so long!"
"Ever since you started treating my illness, it's always been through this kind of physical therapy. Even if it's not real, in my heart, you've already become my man. Or do you despise me that much?"
"Could it be that you despise my illness?"
"I had a follow-up appointment today, and my primary doctor said that I'm no different from a normal woman; it doesn't affect anything at all."
As she spoke, a glimmer of tears surfaced in Xiaomin's mother's beautiful eyes as she said sadly, "Xiaoshuai, can't you stop being so cruel to me?"
"In this home now, besides me, all the other women are yours. Do you know why I was able to recover so quickly?"
