Early the next morning, Wang Hu went to the troupe. He had hardly slept all night and left as soon as he got up.
Father Wang and Mrs. Wang exchanged a glance and shook their heads together.
A phone call from Bai Fanglan last night had led Wang Hu to smash things in the house.
The old couple didn't know what had happened, but seeing Bai Fanglan hadn't returned, they guessed the couple had quarreled. However, their son always disliked talking, so they couldn't ask.
Mrs. Wang said, "Had I known it would be like this, I shouldn't have let him marry so early."
"It's not about age, but Bai Fanglan's personality being unsuitable," Father Wang sighed.
Wang Hu should have found someone gentle and accommodating, instead of someone spoiled and indulgent. But it's already like this, what can be done? Should they let the child divorce?
Wang Hu drove with tightly pursed lips, arriving swiftly at the wrong place, then directly went to the leader's office to retrieve his application.
