Li Jingchen sighed helplessly, "wife, these things have not been settled yet, so let's not get tangled up and don't think so much. I'm taking you out for vacation. Let's not worry about what hasn't happened. Let's go. Let's leave here. I'll take you to other places."

"OK, let me hang up the wish card first." Butong picked up the wish card, reached out to wipe the tears on it, but found that the handwriting on it had been spent by tears.

Butong felt a sense of uneasiness, which overflowed from her chest.

"wife, what's the matter?" The man gently touched her face. "I'll hang it for you. You don't...