Qin Dazhuang stood outside the courtyard wall, listening to the laughter inside, his heart aching slightly.
Although he hadn't seen Jiang Xin for over a year, her voice was still so familiar that hearing it made his heart ache.
This was the woman he had lived with for nearly ten years.
Once cherished like a treasure in his palm, yet what foolish things had he done?
This was once his familiar mother-in-law's home, but he didn't dare go in; he could only listen to his wife's voice from outside the wall.
Right! She was no longer his wife.
She was now his ex-wife.
He knew that Jiang Xin was doing well now, her business was booming.
The two children admired their mother very much. Every time they spoke to him, they would say how hard-working their mom was, how capable she was.
And him?
He was still selling pancakes, although he once harbored the vain hope of reconciling with Jiang Xin, every time he thought about it, he felt ashamed of himself.
