A long-married couple in Singapore illustrates how work obsession creates relationship blindspots. He chases a million-dollar deal while she raises concerns about missed dates, forgotten anniversaries, and emotional distance since their child was born. He keeps asking what's wrong while avoiding the real problem.
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Dear.
Huh? Can we talk about our video shoot?
Eh, this video very funny. See the dog? Oh my god, the dog so funny! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Very important this video, wait.
Lim Ah Lian, I'm talking to you. What? Don't you think we should talk about relationship?
Where where we are? Hi, ah Mr. Tan! So long no see. You want to talk about business deal, right? Yeah, the day you talk to me, you want to you want to meet, right? One million dollars ah.
Want to talk about marriage? She she prefers to talk to her clients. A few moments later.
Wah dear, the guy want to sign one million deal me. Oh my god, one million. Wah me, we can go holiday. One million dollars.
Ya lah. Wah I can't.
We can upgrade a car. We can. Wah. I can buy handbag already, you know.
Yeah. You can buy handbag all this. Then what about us?
Us what? What's wrong?
You, you are like married to your business. You don't even like talk to me. What's what what's gonna happen to our relationship?
What are you talking about? We old married couple already. Twenty years of marriage. What relationship?
Hey, hello.
Focus on your work, eh.
What? Hey, come on. You've we've never gone on dates ah after we we give birth to our first child. Okay, right. Then what? You even forget our anniversary. I cook for you. You miss all our dinner dates.
Aiya, small thing lah. I know every time I have a business deal, right? And then I have to make sure I meet my clients. Otherwise how? We got no income eh.
Then I want to talk to you about us, you run away.
What's wrong with us? What's wrong?
I'm talking to you now, right? This is talking? You're giving excuses. You're running away. Why are you running away from our relationship? Hey, it's like I'm dating myself, okay?
