Tang Qiulu stood up abruptly after crying for a long time, pointing at the mural and saying, "Take that mural down!"
"Why?" Su Changfeng asked in confusion. Could it be that she hasn't accepted me yet? Does she not even want to keep this photo?
If that's the case, Su Changfeng would agree, because Su Canghai wouldn't force Tang Qiulu to do anything else.
"Can't you see the expression on that woman's face? Why do you still treat her so well?" Tang Qiulu sobbed.
Su Changfeng raised an eyebrow and replied without hesitation, "She is my wife, and the country has recognized it!"
Tang Qiulu threw herself directly into Su Changfeng's arms. Fortunately, Su Changfeng was trained, or he might have been knocked over.
"I don't want to see it, burn it!"
"Okay."
To Su Changfeng, Tang Qiulu's cries were a fatal poison; Su Canghai would do anything to make Tang Qiulu happy!
A wedding photo is just a wedding photo; if it needs to be burned, burn it!
