Xia Wen stayed in the study for more than an hour before he sorted out his thoughts and returned to his room. Tan Jing was still combing her hair in front of the dressing table.
After Xia Wen entered, he did not say a word. He just took a shower, packed his clothes, sorted out the things he needed to wear tomorrow and read in bed. He did not even look at Tan Jing.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Tan Jing asked Xia Wen calmly.
Xia Wen closed his book and looked at her quietly. They had been married for so long, but this seemed to be the first time he looked at Tan Jing so seriously. It was as if all these years of marriage had been a torture for Tan Jing and made her into a different person.
"I don't know where to start. There's too much going on," Xia Wen said.
Tan Jing still did not think that she had gone overboard. She just wanted Qiao Mei to taste a little hardship and suffer like her.
