"Hehe, you must be living in some cheap, rundown apartment in the slums, right?" Ding Caihua sneered, her eyes brimming with hatred towards Lin Wan.
"Once you leave this house, never come back," Lin Tianyun stated, his tone still icy. He added, "We want nothing to do with you."
"That's right. If you're broke, don't come begging to us. We won't care about your life," Ding Caihua chimed in.
"Lin Wan, if your husband can't afford rent, you can sleep in the underground passage. Just buy a newspaper for two yuan and toss it on the ground. Hehe…" Lin Qingqing snickered, covering her mouth.
Upon hearing their cruel words, Lin Wan abruptly halted her approach towards the door. She turned around, facing the three individuals in the living room.
"Don't worry. As of today, my life has no connection to any of you," Lin Wan declared to them.
With that, Lin Wan pivoted, grasped her suitcase, and resumed her stride towards the exit.
