At two o'clock in the afternoon, the children went to school.
Hu Chunli sat on the sofa in the living room, quietly waiting for Yang Junying to come over.
At ten past two, Yang Junying came over. He was wearing a suit and holding a stack of A4 paper in his hand.
After entering the door, he looked at Hu Chunli on the sofa and was slightly stunned.
The original black leather sofa had now been replaced with a white sofa.
Thinking about what had happened that day, Yang Junying's expression did not look too good.
He went forward and was about to sit down on the sofa when he was stopped by Hu Chunli. "You can't sit down!"
Yang Junying straightened up again and looked at Hu Chunli in disbelief. His tone was a little impatient. "What on earth are you doing? Do you still want the divorce?"
Hu Chunli was wearing a red dress today. She wore light makeup on her face, and she put on red lipstick.
