Old Master An had a splitting headache, and he even felt a dull pain in his heart.
He endured his discomfort and tried to comfort the father and daughter from the Lu family.
He had already driven An Yaoqing away and was eager to sever all ties with him, but in this situation, he couldn't just turn a blind eye.
"Dad, I've been married to An Yaoqing for nearly thirty years. I've been devoted to him, and I've given birth to four sons and one daughter for the An family. But he still kept a mistress outside. Is that fair to me?"
"Whenever I think of him sleeping with other women now, I find him dirty and disgusting. I can't face him anymore. I must get a divorce!"
Lu Lehua, with her pride and influenced by her upbringing, was extremely dignified. Given the humiliation An Yaoqing had subjected her to, she now even harbored thoughts of killing him. There was no way she could continue to live with him.
