"Dad, you were right. When you and mom used to fight, you never forgot to cherish me. You both should know better than anyone else what that feels like."
"Can't you stop talking about this, kid?"
"You forgot, so I'm helping you remember!"
After Zhang Zhentian left Old Master Zhang's house, he returned to where he lived. At home, he kept thinking about what his father had said. Would he really not regret doing this? If he regretted it later, would anyone give him a remedy to bring his wife back to his side? He thought about it repeatedly, finally concluding that he couldn't afford to regret. He couldn't abandon the wife who had been with him through thick and thin for so many years. He couldn't let his wife wander alone because of one lie.
As Zhang Zhentian was at home alone, contemplating until it was almost time to communicate, a piece of bad news hit him. Before he could tell Xia Jing that he didn't want a divorce, she had already left.
