Wen Siyuan tried to persuade Mrs. Wen, then she looked at Mr. Wen and said, "Dad, you ride the bike and take Mom, I'll take the bus home."
"You're young, ride ahead. Your mom and I will take the bus. We'll see you later."
Hearing Mr. Wen say this, Wen Siyuan didn't object. He walked over to Mr. Wen, grabbed the bike handle, didn't even glance at Su Man, bypassed Mr. Wen and Mrs. Wen, and rode off in an instant.
"Wen Siyuan! Stop right there! Wen Siyuan! Did you hear me?"
Su Man shouted through gritted teeth at Wen Siyuan, but he didn't stop, didn't even turn his head.
"Since the divorce is settled, we might as well clear everything up. Let's go to the compound, and you help pack up your daughter's things and take them all away."
This was Mrs. Wen speaking to Mother Su and Father Su.
Mother Su glanced at Father Su, saw him nod, and couldn't help but sigh and regret—if she hadn't failed to raise her daughter properly, would Manman ever become like this?
