In fact, she was so numb dealing with these things all day, she decided to have Luo Zhiyong look at them when she went home. She would rather spend time playing with the two little ones.
During the day, she devoted all her time to work, so in the evening, she had to spend time with the two little ones, otherwise they might not be close to her in the future.
On the way home, Luo Zhiyong carried Fang Pingying on his bicycle.
At night, the streets were sparsely populated, reminding Fang Pingying of the time when they just got married. Fang Pingying used to do business in town, and the two of them often got up very early and went to town to sell goods, with the streets just as quiet.
Back then, even though it was tiring and there were many things to take care of at home, they had nothing, but they rarely argued.
Unlike now, it seemed that arguments between them slowly became more frequent, and the messy situations at home became increasingly excessive.
