Never admit that you can't do it, and never say that you don't know how. Make yourself an excellent person.
Zhang Zhentian gazed at the sky with melancholy. Originally, it was a vast sky with white clouds, but because he was in an extremely bad mood, he felt the whole world was gray. The sky had turned colorless, the entire world was pitch-black, and he couldn't see any light. His doomsday had arrived.
Xia Jing saw Zhang Zhentian standing motionless at the entrance of the civil affairs bureau. She knew that her husband was still reluctant, but since she had forcefully brought him here, what right did she have to turn back? Things had progressed to this point step by step, and both of them were responsible. You couldn't put all the blame on either of them; it would be too selfish and irresponsible...
