When Su Mu arrived, Jiang Bei had already nearly finished packing. Su Mu looked at the small suitcase on the floor and spoke:
"Is that all you're taking?"
"Yes, there's an old saying 'poor at home, rich on the road', but for me, I prefer to travel light. Whatever I lack, I can buy there," Jiang Bei said, his eyes filled with ceaseless concern as he looked at Su Mu. "How about you? Did you go back to the old house with Fu Shinian yesterday?"
Su Mu seated herself on the living room sofa:
"I have formally proposed a divorce to him."
Jiang Bei was surprised:
"You said it?"
"Yes, I said it," Su Mu smiled faintly: "I thought it would be difficult, but it turned out to be just five words 'Let's get a divorce'. The moment those words came out of my mouth, I truly felt relieved. It's only that I'm concerned about Grandma, and with the year-end approaching, I plan to wait until after the New Year to find a good opportunity to talk to her."
Jiang Bei nodded in agreement:
