"Old Wei, you—"
Pan Bi froze, forgetting to cry.
After so many years together, her spouse had never scolded her so severely. Tears streamed down even more—
"Wu... I might as well be dead. My grandson's gone, my son's gone, and now, even you, my spouse, don't care for me... What's the point of me living..."
Heart heavy and mind agitated, Commander Wei was probably truly infuriated and didn't want to dawdle with a woman's nonsense. He snatched his military cap from the table, put it firmly on his head, and reprimanded her with a voice as loud as a bell.
"I am going to the military headquarters. I won't be coming back for a while. You better behave yourself. If you really can't figure things out, we can divorce too!"
Having said that, he strode out of the study, leaving Pan Bi standing there dumbfounded, her face wet with tears, not daring to believe it.
At the doorway of the study, Meng Ruozhen, who had been eavesdropping around the corner, stood pale-faced.
