Feng Caie and Yang Baichuan were instantly frightened and couldn't speak for a long time.
Yang Baichuan was the first to react, going over to support Feng Caie: "Let's go back, just pretend we don't have that son."
Slap! Feng Caie turned and slapped him: "Useless." Then she hurriedly ran off.
Yang Baichuan covered his face, which had been reddened by the slap, a flicker of coldness flashed in his eyes but quickly disappeared, and then he hurriedly got up and ran after his wife.
Yang Ruxin watched as the two of them disappeared from sight before turning around and heading back, she didn't care how the Yang Family's second house would make a fuss, whoever caused her trouble had to pay the price.
The old Yang Family house.
After Feng Caie returned, she began to pack her bags.
"Hey dear, what are you doing?" Yang Baichuan rushed in and pressed down on the bundle.
"Yang Baichuan, I won't live with you anymore." Feng Caie wiped away her tears, "We should separate."
