Wan Shimin's gaze flickered over the two women not far from him, seemingly failing to notice that they were discussing him.
But looking further down, seeing the fists clenched tightly at his chest, one could tell his mood was anything but calm.
The joy of re-entering this social circle vanished without a trace in an instant.
He lost the interest to stay any longer, turning around and leaving with a lonely expression.
After driving aimlessly around the streets, with nowhere to go, he could only head home.
The Wan Family had repurchased the large villa they used to live in, but Wan Shimin just didn't want to step through the door.
Sitting in the car, he smoked cigarettes for a while until the persistent ringing of his phone made him extinguish the butt and head inside the house.
Upon entering, he saw his mother, kneeling on the floor and cleaning just like a housekeeper, while his father busied himself in the kitchen.