Mother Tang slapped her upside the head.
Tang Ruoqing held her head: "Mom! I was just saying!"
"Even 'just saying' is no good!" Mother Tang glared at her, lifting her hand as if to hit her again: "What would Ying Luoyu think if he heard this, how hurt he'd be? Do you take marriage as child's play? Can you just blurt out things like 'don't get married'?"
Tang Ruoqing begged for mercy: "Mom! Mom! I know I'm wrong, isn't it enough that I won't say it again?"
Only then did Mother Tang seem satisfied: "Control what comes out of your mouth! Even the best of relationships can't withstand that kind of wear."
"How am I causing wear... okay, okay, I'm wrong, my fault!"
Escaping her parents, Tang Ruoqing returned a bit later to Ying Luoyu saying: "Do I sometimes say things... that are quite hurtful?"
Ying Luoyu, driving the car, laughed: "You're just outspoken."
"So, you know I'm outspoken and speak without thinking. Therefore, sometimes don't take to heart what I say."
