In Chapter 586, you'd better worry about yourself.

Fanny raised her face with pear blossom and rain, nodded, wrapped my clothes around her, and stood behind me weakly, feeling like a little angry daughter-in-law. When I saw it, I shook my head helplessly, and shook the little white hand that had been holding my clothes: this woman was just like a strong woman, but now she is like a frightened rabbit. A woman is a woman. She is usually very proud, but she is always a woman. She is fickle and painful.

when Tyra saw his prey fall into other people's arms, the male chauvinism broke out in an instant....