"Alright."
So, the family of four returned to the Zhao Mansion.
They passed through the front hall and entered the outer residence of the Zhao family.
Second Master Zhao still had a radiant complexion, holding the hand of the young boy born from his mistress.
Behind them, Zhao Yong was silent as usual, matching his consistent demeanor.
As for the Second Master's wife, her eyes were bruised, and her face bore red marks, evidently from being slapped.
The servants in the outer residence had long grown accustomed to this.
Previously, Second Master Zhao and his wife often had earth-shattering quarrels, only to reconcile quickly afterward.
It could be said that the persona Second Master Zhao and Cui Xinyue had carefully crafted to conceal their flaws greatly simplified the acting challenge for Tan Wenbin and his companions at this moment.
Second Master Zhao, like a victorious general, led his family back to the courtyard of the second house.
