"I know you might not like to hear this, but normally, your age is indeed not considered old. However, compared to her, the difference between you is not just in age, but also in life experience and worldly wisdom."
Xiao Minglan had her own concerns.
Her son’s political career is smooth sailing, and it shouldn’t stumble over marital issues.
In reality, in marriages where there is a significant age difference between the man and the woman, very few truly grow old together.
"Not long ago, I saw a piece of news," Xiao Minglan spoke earnestly, "There was a male actor in his forties who got married, and his wife was only twenty-eight. Everyone initially wished them well, but guess what, within three years, they got divorced."
"His wife found him too dull, preferring to spend all day out playing ball with a coach rather than staying at ho and talking more with him, even though they already had children. It still didn’t improve their marital relationship."
While saying this, Xiao Minglan’s gaze returned to Song Baiyan: "You’ve just won the election, moving up a step, and barring any accidents, you’ll be in this position for ten years. Once you get married, it’s impossible for you to be with her daily. Given her young age, what if she can’t restrain herself?"
Song Baiyan put down his water glass: "She is young indeed, but not to the extent of being unreasonable as you describe."
"It’s not about being reasonable," Xiao Minglan sighed, "I’m not saying she’s not good, just giving an objective analysis. Marriage is like a besieged fortress, not everyone is willing to be trapped in it for a lifeti without enough patience.
She is 12 years younger than you, that’s twelve more years of life she has than you. As you both grow older, the psychological and physical gap will only beco more apparent.
Can you guarantee that when you are sixty, she will sit by your side in the sun reading the newspaper, rather than going out to dance or play sports? Won in their forties are at another charming stage of life; if she becos restless, you won’t be able to stop her then."
Song Baiyan laughed: "We aren’t even married yet, and you’re already thinking so far ahead."
Xiao Minglan wanted to persuade further but heard Song Baiyan say, "I may not have watched her grow up, but I understand her nature well. If she were as you fear, she would not have appeared before again months ago."
Hearing this, Xiao Minglan looked at her son.
Song Baiyan continued: "In matters of the heart, age alone is sotis not enough to judge. If I weren’t certain, I wouldn’t make this decision, moreover—"
As he said this, his expression softened slightly: "She’s different from the girls of her age you’ve t; whether she would just replace with another older man, I know better than you."
"So day if her heart changes, you will be like a mute swallowing bitterness, unable to voice your suffering."
Hearing this, a hint of emotion surfaced in Song Baiyan’s eyes: "If that day indeed cos and she wants to fly, I will let her."
"I don’t know whether to say your heart is too broad or too calm," Xiao Minglan sighed softly.
After dinner, Xiao Minglan left with Aunt Min.
Song Baiyan stood in the living room and made a phone call to Tang Li. It rang twice before a tentative voice ca from the receiver: "Hello?"
Hearing her cautious tone, Song Baiyan smiled: "Do you realize you’ve caused trouble today?"
On the other end, Tang Li was holding her cellphone, silent.
"t the old lady?"
"Mhm."
Tang Li just responded when he asked her again: "Nothing you want to tell ?"
"...just a little mishap."
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