Tang Si: "..."
"You didn't used to say that."
"Got him, now you're bored? Gonna ditch him?" Tang Si crossed his arms and looked at Song Yi: "So love just disappears?"
"Love transfers." Song Yi looked up: "Our son will definitely grow up to be more handsome than you, and he can provide for me."
She looked at the man with a smile: "When you grow old and can't walk, I'll have to take care of you. What do I get out of it?"
Tang Si: "Your little mouth sure can talk."
He pointed at Song Yi, chuckling: "I shouldn't have let you off so easily last night. Hitched up your skirt and you don't know me anymore."
She chuckled: "Then you're probably not getting married."
Song Yi's mother rushed over, flustered: "Tang Si, why are you still here? Hurry and get your makeup and change clothes, they're waiting to pick up the bride, the wedding car driver is waiting."
She was busy and frazzled: "Oh my, why aren't you ready yet? Making me anxious!"
