After work in the evening, as Hao Wenjing just walked into the house, Zhuang Aijiu greeted her with a smile.
The former said nothing and silently walked into the bathroom to wash her hands.
Zhuang Aijiu noticed that Hao Wenjing seemed a bit unhappy, so she whispered.
"Dinner will be ready soon."
Usually, there were only three people at home, so Zhuang Aijiu would typically eat with Hao Wenjing.
When the dishes were all served, Zhuang Aijiu just picked up her chopsticks when Hao Wenjing scolded sharply.
"Put the chopsticks down!"
A trace of embarrassment flashed through the former's heart, and she asked subconsciously, "What's wrong?"
Hao Wenjing said coldly, "Don't come to my house anymore. Pack up your things and leave now!"
"Why? If I've done something wrong, I can change it."
"Then tell me the truth, what did you actually use the money I lent you for?"
"I paid off my son's high-interest loan, I explained this before."
