He still values his face more

Tang Ji 'an's eyes were a little dim. I thought that aunt wanted me to be happy. Do you know how long it's been since I've been this happy? "

Han ping was speechless.

"Aunt, do you want me to suffer from incurable depression like my mother?" Tang Ji 'an sighed deeply.

Han ping suddenly felt like she couldn't explain herself. how could I, Yingluo, hope that you'll get sick? in this world, I'm the person who wants the best for you. I care about you more than your father. How could you say that to me? "

Tang Ji 'an's eyes were sad and helpless. it wasn't easy for me to find someone I could spend the rest of my life with. It wasn't easy for me to find someone who could save me. Why would you stop me, aunt? " In my eyes, you doing this means that you don't want me to do well."

"How could you say that about me?" han ping stood up anxiously.