Wen Jianghe kept silent, but his expression still showed disapproval.
Actually, Jiang Lijuan's idea wasn't impulsive.
She had been brooding over it silently for several days.
As her husband said, they were forcibly separated by her own actions, and she had always been extremely repulsed and hostile towards Mu Wanqing.
To change her long-standing views and seek help from Mu Wanqing was as difficult as trying to single-handedly stop several uncontrollable rampaging bulls.
She had been so troubled that she suffered from insomnia for several nights.
She couldn't swallow her pride.
But now, faced with the concern for her son's health and even his life, her dignified pride became insignificant.