Huo Junting saw her fall silent and asked again, "Do you really want to end your marriage with Xiao Jinghuai? Once it's completely over, you won't have any more intersections. He'll live his life, and you'll live yours. If you regret it later and want to reconcile, it might be difficult."
"Have you really thought it through?"
Song Song suddenly felt extremely agitated, biting her lip for a while before saying, "Big brother, I've been in Hong Kong for so long, and he hasn't contacted me once. Doesn't that say something?"
"I admit I haven't thought it through yet, but this marriage must end. It'll be better for both him and me. Don't try to persuade me anymore. Tomorrow morning, I'll pack my things and head back to Qingcheng City. I'll settle everything on Saturday and Sunday, and return on Monday morning."
"..."
Huo Junting suddenly chuckled, "Song Song, are you sure you're not doing this to see him?"
