"..."
Was he blaming the bad year? What had the bad year ever done to him?
Moreover, the bad year didn't know she would get divorced today—honestly, not even she expected him to handle the divorce so swiftly and decisively, especially since he had professed his love for her last night.
If he was tired, he should've just said so. She could understand that, after all, she had grown tired herself... But none of that mattered now. It was best that he agreed to the divorce, and these were just idle thoughts.
Luo Qiangwei couldn't be bothered to explain anything, nor did she want to delve into this man's specific thoughts. It was all irrelevant to her now, so she simply said, "Oh, he went back to Yunqi Village, there's some issue with Ah Niu."
Mo Shiche glanced at the bald middle-aged driver and frowned even more deeply, "I'll take you."
Luo Qiangwei brushed away the strands of hair the wind had blown into her face, "No need, I can get back by car quite quickly."
Going back.
