"Honey, I..."
Just as Wang Li was about to speak and defend herself, Tang Hao, after taking a sip of his drink, said indifferently, "What about you? Our marriage has come to an end today. Pack up your things. I'll take you back to your hometown tomorrow."
Tang Hao was very resolute, and Wang Li knew that whatever she said now would be useless.
Tang Hao then turned to Zhu Quanyou and said, "The Houshan Ancestral Hall is short-staffed. You don't need to come to my house anymore. Go help out at the ancestral hall."
With just a few sentences, Tang Hao had made arrangements for both of them.
Both knew they had done things that wronged Tang Hao, so after he made the arrangements, they did not say much and turned to leave.
This meal was destined to be eaten with great bitterness and discomfort.
Tang Hao did not show any signs of sadness, but Song Bing cried as he ate, even more heartbroken than Tang Hao.
