"I don't understand." Wu Xing shook her head.

Di Shan gave him a hard stern pause, "What did you say?"

"Aren't you always saying that I'm a country woman? Isn't it normal that I can't understand your long-winded speech?" Wu Xing said in a light tone.

"You!" Wu Xing was so angry that she almost fell backwards, "How dare you play tricks on me?"

"So what if I'm teasing you? Stop being noisy." Wu Xing said with a cold face, walking past her.

She will repay those who are good to her a hundredfold; and she will also repay those who are malicious to her a hundredfold.

If this wasn't Song Wen's school and she needed to pay attention to her image and not cause trouble for him, she would have gone up and grabbed her hair to let everyone know that she wanted to steal someone else's man.

She restrained herself simply because she was afraid that Song Wen would attract criticism, but he was unaware of it.

"Stop!" Di Shan shouted.

Wu Xing turned around and saw Di Shan with a gloomy face: "Since you don't understand what I'm saying, I'll just tell you what to do!

Song Wen is responsible and has a sense of responsibility, but this is not a reason for you to rely on him.

You, a village woman, are not worthy of him, do you understand?

You should ask to leave him and take the initiative to divorce him, don't hinder his career, don't become a stain and stumbling block in his life!"

"Bah! I won't, I won't!"

Wu Xing turned around like an enraged little beast.

"I will never leave Song Wen. I will make you, a third party who covets others, so angry!"

She could accept others' contempt and humiliation, but she could not accept others asking her to leave Song Wen.

She couldn't even bear to hear such words!

So, when she heard the following words, her anger burst out and she no longer cared that this was Song Wen's school. She just wanted to retort back.

But she did have some concerns, and after she finished choking, she left angrily.

Wu Xing walked with a clattering sound, venting her anger on the innocent ground. When she calmed down, she asked for directions again.

When she arrived at the Go club, she could see the familiar figure from afar through the window.

He was sitting beside the chessboard, holding the chess piece in his hand and thinking, with a calming and indifferent aura lingering around him.

Wu Xing's angry mood instantly faded.

Her husband is indeed an excellent person. Not to mention others, she has been married to him for so long, but she is still often bewitched by him.

Thinking of this, Wu Xing calmed down a lot and walked forward and knocked on the door.

Song Wen raised his head from the chessboard, and his lips lifted instantly, "You're here."

Wu Xing was also infected by his smile and walked in slowly.

Song Wen took her to a table, and Wu Xing took out the three lunch boxes from the bag one by one.

"so much?"

"Well, this lunch box contains white rice, this one contains meatballs, stir-fried meat with green peppers and vegetables, and this one contains two meat buns."

Wu Xing opened the lunch boxes one by one.

"It's not much. You study hard, so eat more."

Song Wen laughed, "Wife, do you remember the play we watched? It was about a scholar who studied hard all day long, while his wife took care of the housework and supported his studies. In the end, after he became successful, he no longer wanted his wife."

Wu Xing clenched her fingers fiercely and raised her head: "You mentioned this play... do you want to tell me something?"

Wu Xing swallowed unconsciously and felt her throat was very dry.

"Why are your hands so cold?" Song Wen rubbed her hands to warm them up. "I want to tell you, don't think that studying is hard. Studying is not hard. You are the one who takes care of the old and the young at home and helps with the business. That's the hardest part."

Wu Xing's heart was at ease. "Then do you think I can bring you anything else besides bringing you food and taking care of your children?"

She did care about those words after all, so she asked carefully.

Song Wen was a little surprised by her question, but still nodded and said, "There are a lot."

"What are they?" Wu Xing asked.

Song Wen raised his eyebrows imperceptibly and was about to answer, but footsteps were heard outside.