Wen Yi was preparing to finish breakfast in five minutes, but as she cut a piece of fried egg and was about to feed herself, she hadn't even touched her lips when she heard the man opposite her say those words, her hand holding the fork tightened, and she looked up coldly, "No need."
He smiled faintly, "I'm not poisoning you, why are you so hostile toward me?"
Wen Yi ignored him and turned her head to speak to the standing housekeeper, "You go about your own business, there's no need for you to stay."
The housekeeper looked troubled as she glanced at Mo Shiqian, for he was the master of the house now.
She, as an older person, couldn't understand the way young couples lived their lives nowadays, didn't comprehend why they wanted a divorce, and certainly didn't understand why after divorcing they still... Of course, she just did her job and kept her thoughts to herself.