"That's good." Yun Ye's eyes held both disappointment and excitement.
Seeing this, I said disdainfully, "What you're doing is truly foolish."
"You wouldn't understand," Yun Ye said.
"Oh? Then tell me—why wouldn't I understand?" I sneered, my eyes full of mockery.
Yun Ye looked out the window, his gaze glassy, while fanaticism crept across his face. "To love someone is to make that person happy. As for whether I'm the one by her side, that doesn't matter at all. As long as she's happy, that's enough."
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"Your outlook is certainly lofty," I sneered disdainfully. "But what you're saying is simply too foolish. Love is selfish by nature. Only familial love is selfless."
"Love isn't about making someone else happy; it's about making yourself happy. Asuka isn't your daughter. What does her happiness have to do with you?"
Yun Ye was rendered speechless by my question, yet he still stubbornly clung to his opinion.
Seeing this, I shook my head helplessly. Then I picked up a book from the hotel and threw it to him.
"If that's the case, you'd better read this book carefully."
Yun Ye picked up the book. Its cover read The Self-Cultivation of a Backup Lover.
The next day, we got up and prepared to eat breakfast.
Asuka was a good cook, and I ate happily, narrowing my eyes as I said, "Not bad. You can even cook such great food. You're truly a perfect wife and mother."
"Hmph! If you don't save Kirito, I won't let you off!" Asuka shouted.
"Don't worry. Kirito will definitely be saved," I said.
Just then, Yun Ye's scream suddenly rang out in the hallway.
I hurried over, only to see Yun Ye screaming horribly in the men's restroom.
I smashed the door open. Inside, a little girl