Those naive and tender years of quarrels between husband and wife

  Tian Junfeng carried the sleeping children into their respective rooms, and when he went downstairs, he saw Lü Yanlan applying cucumber slices to her face and changing channels with a remote control.

  She was leaning on the sofa in a very comfortable posture, her eyes occasionally glancing at Tian Junfeng. Tian Junfeng walked over to sit down beside her on the sofa, poured himself a cup of tea and asked, "How's your conversation with the mayor's wife?"

  "She's still the same, bossing people around with an air of superiority. Middle-aged women are like that, forgivable I suppose. But she really has aged a lot." Lü Yanlan said coldly.

  Tian Junfeng blew on his tea water, and ripples appeared on the light yellow surface. "Aren't you also a middle-aged woman?"

  "What do you mean by that?" Lü Yanlan suddenly sat up, straightened her back, and slanted her eyes at Tian Junfeng. "Am I a middle-aged woman? Who was it who praised me for being as beautiful as a flower back then? What's wrong, are you now disgusted with me for being an old hag?"

  "I didn't mean to dislike you, but sometimes your words are too harsh. I just hope you can be more considerate with your words." Tian Junfeng explained.

  "Don't you know that I'm strict by nature? With thousands of employees under me, if I don't discipline them strictly, can I achieve what I have today? Should I let them treat me like their ancestor and offer sacrifices to me every day? Tian Junfeng, take a good look at yourself in the mirror, do you still have the face to say that about me?"

  "Lyuyanlan, I don't want to quarrel with you. Don't forget why we returned to China in the first place. Our husband-and-wife relationship has long since reached its end. We're just pretending for the sake of our child now. You shouldn't get too into character. We also agreed on this when we were in France - absolutely no quarreling in front of the children. I don't want them to have a heartless mother and a failed father either. And let me tell you, be nicer to Tian Tian. Don't always be like a fighting cock, ready to fight her at any moment. She's just a child, and you're more than 20 years older than her - do you even have the nerve? Tian Junfeng was also getting angry, his words cutting as he gripped his ceramic cup."

  "Which eye of yours saw me fighting with her, Tian Junfeng? Don't make me bring up all those broken things from back then, I don't even want to mention it. Honestly, you're just a hypocrite with a noble appearance, a scoundrel wearing the cloak of a gentleman. Are you worthy of talking about me? You don't even ask yourself whose blood is flowing in her veins. Do you think you're very charming and suave? You're just a promiscuous man who messes around with affairs." Lü Yanlan's hands were propped up on the sofa, speaking extremely quickly, spitting out clear and sharp curses.

  "Lü Yanlan, that's enough! Do you know how much you're acting like a shrew right now? Tian Tian is my daughter and Tian Cheng is your son. Neither of us owes the other anything. If I wronged you back then, didn't you get everything back afterwards? I've always treated Tian Tian and Tian Cheng as if they were my own. Think about it, have you done the same?"

  "Don't think I owe you anything, it's impossible. I'm telling you, as soon as I see Tian Tian, her face makes me want to go up and give her two slaps. She is the dirty and despicable combination of you and that woman, I wish I could kill her, dig out her heart and lungs, and smash them into your face, making you die in pain, only then can my hatred be alleviated." Lü Yanlan smiled eerily, "You should be grateful that until now I haven't taken any action yet."

  "You're really vicious, Lü Yanlan. How did I end up falling for you and marrying a heartless woman like you?"

  "Do you regret it? Regret not marrying that fox spirit in the first place? Regret bringing me, such a woman, back home and ruining your whole life, huh? Tian Junfeng, you deserve it, you deserve it!" Lyu Yanlan's eyes were filled with bloodshot, gritting her teeth as she spat out these words.

  Tian Junfeng slammed the teacup onto the tea table with a "bang", splashing scalding hot water all over his hand, but he didn't notice at all. He stood up, grabbed his coat and without saying a word, turned around to head towards the door.

  "You're always like this, can't argue with me and then you run away. Can't you be a bit more manly?" Lü Yanlan sneered.

  Tian Junfeng turned his head, his eyes were cold and he said, "Do I need to give you a few slaps before you'll shut up?" After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and was about to leave.

  "I want to take Tian Cheng to France to raise him." Lü Yanlan's words floated harshly into Tian Junfeng's ears.

  "To take him over is possible, but Tian Tian must also be taken over." Tian Junfeng said coldly.

  "It's impossible." Lü Yanlan flatly refused.

  "If it's like that, even if you bring Tian Cheng to France, I'll still have to send him back. You know, I have the ability."

  "Bastard!" Lü Yanlan shouted loudly, regardless of her image. Tian Junfeng had already walked out of the house, and then she heard the sound of a car starting up. The sound grew fainter and fainter until it almost disappeared. Lü Yanlan was still listening in a daze.

  Maintaining that action for about five minutes, Lyu Yanlan finally collapsed softly on the sofa, her tears falling one drop, two drops, three drops onto the sofa.

  She twitched her nose, choked with sobs, and it turned out that she had really reached the end of the road! But she was still daydreaming, thinking that her husband would return to her side again, just like when they were young, holding her, kissing her cheek, telling her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

  She thought she still had him, could easily touch the warm palm of his hand, his chiseled jawline, his taut muscles. Now all he left her was a gaunt and indifferent back. Although he did wrong. But she knew he didn't love that woman, she knew he still loved herself, but she couldn't convince her strong self-esteem, she couldn't forgive him.

  Even a long time ago, when he stood in the rain at her doorstep, she didn't come forward to hand him an umbrella. At that time, there was a kind of intoxicating sense of revenge and a hidden pain. She lay calmly in bed, ignoring him in the rain. Until he dragged his tired body away, she didn't appear before him. Only she knew that she stayed awake all night.

  In the end, it was shattered, broken by her own hands. She had wanted to tell him for so long that she had always loved him. But every time she saw him, those sharp and venomous words would naturally come out, and she couldn't control her mouth, really couldn't...

  "Mom," Tian Cheng stood on the stairs, staring blankly at Lü Yanlan, still not fully awake from his sleep.

  Lü Yanlan quickly wiped away the tears on her face, sat up, and asked in a muffled voice, "What's wrong, baby?"

  "Mom, you're crying?" Tian Cheng asked.

  "No," Lü Yanlan smiled and stretched out her hand, saying, "Come on, baby, come here, let Mom hold you."

  Tian Heng wore slippers, dazed and staring blankly as he walked to Lü Yanlan's side, where she hugged him in her arms. He breathed in the intense rose fragrance on his mother's body and said, "Mom, what's wrong?"

  "Mom's fine," Lü Yanlan said, kissing Tian Cheng's forehead. "Baby wants to go to France with Mom?"

  Tian Heng was taken aback and said, "Really? Are you going too, sister?"

  "Sister may not go, sister still has to study."

  Tian Heng hesitated for a moment, then made a big decision. He said, "If sister is not going, I won't go either. I want to stay with sister."

  Lü Yanlan was surprised at Tian Cheng's decision, but she still patiently said, "Okay, then Mom will ask sister, if sister also wants to go, she can come with us, okay?"

  "Mmm!" Tian Cheng nodded heavily and hugged Lü Yanlan's head, kissing her face and said, "Mom is so great!"