After leaving the Shen family, Xia Ning went straight back to her car. She turned her head to look at the gate of the Shen family outside the car window. It was still the European style of the last century and looked sacred and solemn.
It was probably because the Shen family was not around. The manor was too quiet. After looking at it for a long time, there was a sense of desolation.
No matter how prosperous a family was in the past, they would never be able to escape the shadow of the changing times. The brilliance and glory within them gradually faded away under the corrosion of time. In the end, all that could be left was just a superficial image of the future. Maybe soon, even the image would no longer exist.
Xia Ning looked away and looked to the front. She, her mother, and her grandmother will have nothing to do with the Shen family from today onwards.
After checking the time, Xia Ning drove straight back to the Qiao family's house.
