After sitting at Uncle Shen's house for over an hour, Li Hongjun and his wife left together.
It was obvious that some people didn't want them there, and with dinner time approaching, it was wise to make a quick exit.
"You'd think my aunt wasn't all that brainless by the look of her in the past, but seeing how she's handled things these years, it really leaves one speechless. My uncle knows better than to indulge her, but he lets her be, hmph, just wait, in the end, they'll definitely come to no good end," Shen Yunfang kicked a chunk of snow on the road. Sometimes, she really couldn't understand—when it was plainly a bad move, even if Shen Yunxiu, caught up in the thick of it, couldn't see it clearly, why would Uncle and Aunt willingly get muddled too?
"That's true, maybe deep down, they're still holding onto some hope," was all Li Hongjun could say to explain it.
