If only he paid attention to her more, he would know that the servants of this house walked around her head because he rarely came home. They would disobey her and even steal her things.
But his wife could do nothing because those servants were sent by his mother, and he was too busy to notice or listen to her complain.
Meng Renshu bit his lips. The after-taste of the noodles felt bitter for some reason.
He washed the cup before throwing it away. His body was tired, but the sight of his study room caught his attention.
Meng Renshu went inside his study room to find an unkempt room with books, papers, and mugs left on top of the desk. Previously, his study room was always clean and neat, thanks to his wife, who organized the place for him. He allowed no one to enter this place except for Li Caiyi, because he couldn't trust anyone but her.
