The next day, without hesitation, Song Zhibai and I fell into a cold war, refusing to speak to each other.

Song Zhibai took his briefcase and went to class, while I hid in the study, focusing on writing.

But I kept staring at the screen, unable to come up with any plot. Feeling restless and confused, I called Li Zimu to meet me at our usual café half an hour later.

As we sipped our coffee, I complained about what happened yesterday.

Li Zimu's face grew heavy: "I also feel that something is off with your sister-in-law. Has she always been like this?"

I fell into memory.

Elder brother and Cui Yilian were deeply in love, the model couple recognized by the entire town.

Cui Yilian was also a university teacher, appearing delicate and pitiful, easily evoking a protective instinct in people. This is why elder brother asked her to stay at home and be a full-time housewife.

Her daily life consisted of learning flower arrangement and tea art, occasionally making some snacks. Even the children were taken care of by a nanny.

She didn't have to worry about anything at home, so when elder brother passed away, she lost her anchor.

She could only place her hope in Song Zhibai.

When the electricity bill was due, Song Zhibai paid it off.

When the water heater broke, Song Zhibai went to fix it.

Even when a few plates were broken, Song Zhibai bought new ones and delivered them.

At first, I understood, after all, it was a case of a widow with no family.

But as time went on, a rift formed in my heart. After a fight with Song Zhibai, Cui Yilian moved to live with her parents-in-law, only returning once our relationship had been mended.

And to prevent our daughter from getting upset, Song Zhibai shouldered the responsibilities of a father.

Sometimes, I can't understand, who is his wife after all?

Li Zimu held my hand: "Mingyue, you're not wrong about this."

I looked at her confusedly: "Am I really just being unreasonable?"

"Being unreasonable" is the phrase I've heard the most.

Li Zimu shook her head and comforted me: "No woman can tolerate sharing a man with another woman, unless she doesn't love him."

After listening, I suddenly realized. The year of endurance almost made me forget that it all started with the two of them.

I looked at her in confusion: "Could it be that Cui Yilian asked our daughter to call me 'mom'?"

Li Zimu nodded, analyzing a lot of things with me.

After listening, I decided to have an open and honest conversation with Song Zhibai again.

After all, Cui Yilian is like a thorn stuck in my throat, neither able to go up nor down.

I feel like if I don't clarify things soon, I will go crazy.