Looking into her sharp eyes, He Lingchuan sighed helplessly, "Auntie probably already knew."

He watched as Shen Yanxi stared wide-eyed, her shoulders slumped, looking somewhat powerless, her anger almost overflowing, as if it could spark.

"When did you tell Mom? How could you do this without my permission?"

He Lingchuan didn't actually say anything; he was used to being wronged by Shen Yanxi again.

but--

"Do I even need to report to you about my divorce?"

He Lingchuan grew increasingly annoyed by her domineering attitude and said irritably, "You were going to tell me sooner or later anyway, weren't you?"

Rather than waiting for Shen Yanxi to pin all the blame on him, it's better to speak up sooner rather than later, so as to preserve the last shred of dignity.

Shen Yanxi took a deep breath. "In short, you're not allowed to do anything reckless today."

Her attitude made He Lingchuan even more disheartened.

He didn't want to get involved with Shen Yanxi anymore.

He simply said, "Then you'd better tell them quickly, or I'll tell them myself."

Upon arriving at the Shen family home, He Lingchuan felt countless gazes upon her as soon as she entered.

They looked him up and down; these people had looked down on him from the start.

He Lingchuan was already used to it.

Why is he here?

"What a spoilsport! Why does Xixi take him everywhere she goes?"

"I think he must have bewitched Xixi, otherwise why would Xixi like him so much?"

They made no attempt to hide their voices; frankly, they didn't care if they heard it themselves.

He Lingchuan's hand tightened slightly, unable to contain himself any longer: "What a pity, your Xixi just loves to bring me along. Why don't you try to persuade her?"