"Xiuli, what nonsense are you spouting? I've been a widow for so many years, where would a man come from?"
As Li Yufen spoke, she let Sun Xiuli into the house, but her heart was extremely nervous, fearing that Sun Xiuli would notice something.
After she recognized Wang Xiaoshuai, they had practically spent every night together. She was also prepared to have Wang Xiaoshuai's child and live with him, but they had no immediate plans to go public.
When Sun Xiuli walked into the house, she giggled and said, "A widow is still a woman, and a woman's destiny is still with a man. It's such a pity for a beautiful woman like you to keep living with the memory of the deceased Wang Dashan."
"Yufen, life is so short," she continued. "Only by truly enjoying it can one not live in vain!"
Li Yufen laughed helplessly and said, "It's easy to say, but people's fates are not the same."