Zhang Yichen, who was far away overseas, heard his cellphone start to ring. He picked it up and saw that it was a message from his wife. He felt a pang of sadness when he saw what his wife had written—something so simple had become so complicated. Issues that could have been easily resolved with just a few words had escalated to this extent. He didn't know how to reply to his wife; maybe not replying was the best response.
Zhentian knew that his son had left home after quarreling with his daughter-in-law, and he felt a bit upset. Could it be that the family conflict started just after they got married? What on earth was going on between the two of them? The more Zhentian thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt, so he called Xia Jing.
"Didn't I tell you already? We shouldn't contact each other anymore; if we meet, we should act like strangers. Why are you still calling me? What exactly do you want?"
