Returning to the old house, Lu Lingxiao noticed a car parked at the gate.
His gaze swept over the car and he walked inside.
Upon entering, he heard sobbing from the living room, accompanied by complaints.
It was Lu Lingxiao's aunt, Jian Shuya.
Jian Shuya must have been there for a while, as the tea in the cup no longer steamed.
Clinging to Dai Ning's hand, she lamented, "Big sister, it's not like I'm demanding too much... It's just that I can't go on like this anymore, if he doesn't trust me, why did he marry me in the first place? When we were young, making a fuss was one thing, but now at our age, everyone is laughing at us..."
As she spoke, Dai Ning looked up and spotted Lu Lingxiao at the doorway.
"Lingxiao? Why did you come back at this time? Weren't you supposed to meet a client?"
At the sound of her, Jian Shuya also turned her head.
As she turned, she hurriedly wiped the tears from her face and managed to squeeze out a smile, "Lingxiao, you're back?"
"Mm."