"Alright then! You've been tired all day and you're injured. Eat something first and rest early." In the end, Zhou Hengyang's heart softened and he was unwilling to continue. If he continued, his wife would blame herself. There was no need to really make his wife sad.
It was enough for him to be sad alone.
"Okay." Su Wen nodded obediently and asked uncertainly, "Hengyang, are you still angry?"
Zhou Hengyang said impartially, "You still have to write a self-reflection letter."
"Then you have to write yours too." Su Wen was not willing to suffer a loss.
She was worried that he could not be found in the northwest and could not even be contacted on the phone.
"Okay!" Zhou Hengyang agreed readily.
As the two of them were talking, there was a knock on the door. Zhou Hengyang got up to open the door and came in with a woman in her thirties.
