"That's when I came. My arms and legs were bleeding. I jumped directly into the sea and narrowly escaped death."
Su Qiao glanced at him sideways, without any worry on her face: "Don't play pitiful in front of me, I don't sympathize with you."
Ding Jihan was a little sad.
She treated Ding Shaofeng, a stranger, better than herself.
He leaned on Su Qiao's shoulder sadly and said in a resentful tone: "Wife, you have changed."
"You no longer care about me or feel sorry for me. I was so sad. As soon as I woke up, I didn't even bother to treat my wounds. I just looked for you everywhere, wanting to find you."
Su Qiao continued to ignore him, "Why are you looking for me? Haven't you always treated me as your enemy behind my back?"
"Oh, God, I swear to God, I treat you like a treasure, how could I possibly treat you as an enemy?"
Ding Jihan felt that he was really wronged.
How could he possibly regard her as an enemy
"You can scold me, hit me, or even ignore me, but you absolutely cannot wrongly accuse me like this."
How good he was to her.
Whatever she wanted to eat, he would ask various chefs to teach him how to make it for her;
Whatever she wanted, she would be given it by all means;
He went with her wherever she wanted to go, and she wanted to have a baby;
He clearly didn't like children, but he still took care of them carefully at home every day, raising them from head to toe, until they were eighteen years old before kicking them out.
She also pays great attention to beauty and fitness, for she is afraid that her looks will decline one day and she will be kicked out by her obsession with appearance.
He has maintained this situation for decades. If he really didn't care about her, why would he do so much and do it for his whole life
"Stop talking nonsense and get down to business."
Ding Jihan did not feel as touched as he had expected. Su Qiao still had a rude expression on her face and did not believe what he said at all.
He was a little discouraged.
But what if you feel lost and discouraged
No matter what, there was no way he would give up on her.
Since she didn't want to talk about the past, he would just go along with her wishes.
"Qiao Qiao, do you think there is something wrong with Ding Shaofeng?"
Su Qiao recalled the first impression Ding Shaofeng gave her.
He was young, promising, and polite. Although he called them uncle and aunt, he exuded a sense of distance.
"The way he looks at you doesn't show any gratitude, it even has a bit of hatred in it. You'd better be careful and don't let yourself get caught in a trap."
Su Qiao didn't know why Ding Shaofeng was not grateful to his uncle Ding Jihan who adopted him, but instead felt hatred for him. But whether it was his eyes or his subsequent actions, it showed that he had no gratitude towards Ding Jihan, the person who raised him.
"If anything happens to me, my wife, you will definitely come to save me, so I'm not worried at all." Ding Jihan's mind was not on Ding Shaofeng at all.
To him, Ding Shaofeng was just a slightly familiar stranger.
Perhaps, in this world, Su Qiao is the only one he recognizes as his own.
Su Qiao snorted coldly: "You wish for that. It's just right that you failed. I can happily marry someone else and live the rest of my life in peace and happiness."
Even though Ding Jihan knew that she was mostly joking, he still felt uncomfortable.
He took her hand and put it on his chest. He looked at her with a hurt expression, "Wife, you really know how to poke my sore spot. It hurts so much here now."
Su Qiao pinched his chest angrily: "Humph, you also feel pain?"