No matter what, she knew that Sang Zhilan was certain to divorce, and she would definitely not follow along Sang Zhilan's path in this lifetime.
The next day, Tang Zhinian put an extra layer of clothes on his daughter and then picked her up.
"Daddy, are we going out?"
She asked Tang Zhinian, who was walking out. They were clearly on the road out of the village. Where were they going?
"Yes, daddy is taking you to see mommy." Tang Zhinian bundled up his daughter with a scarf. Although it was spring, there was still a chill in the air.
