They left hand in hand, with Chen Weiwei in the middle, looking very protective.

After closing the door, my parents sat around me.

Seeing their concerned eyes, I couldn't hold back and burst into tears in my mother's arms.

Feeling wronged, scared, emotions running wild.

My mother gently patted my back, and after a while, I stopped crying.

The frustration in my heart seemed to dissipate a bit.

My dad patted my head, "Qiqi, we welcome you back home anytime."

Yes, I still have a home, those two are nothing.

At night, I insisted on sleeping in my mother's arms, and my dad reluctantly agreed.

The next day, I was woken up by a call from Qin Mufeng.

I had stayed up late talking to my mom last night, tossing and turning in the wee hours thinking about how to kill Qin Mufeng.

It wasn't until the third call that I reluctantly answered.

"Shiqi, did you mess with my work?"

"How did you become so malicious, do you really want to divorce me?"

Work?

I didn't expect my dad to act so quickly. I just mentioned it yesterday, and he remembered.

Qin Mufeng's job was originally arranged by my family. Taking it back, isn't that normal? What's there to get so worked up about.

I rubbed my eyes, "Well, when are you free, let's go get the divorce certificate."