"I was not asking you!" Han Yichen caught hold of Meng Yunhan's wrist and dragged her out of Han Ruochen's room. "I was telling you, since you hate my children and me so much that you cannot live in this family, then you might as well leave. I will not stop you."
Han Yichen was indeed not saying those words out of anger; he was really tired. Meng Yunhan had been causing one trouble after another, and he was getting more and more annoyed. In the past, he used to think that even if Meng Yunhan was not a good wife and caretaker, she was still a good mother. Who would have thought that the second their family ran into trouble, she actually did such a thing.
One mistake after another. One trouble after another, he was getting tired of looking for a way to help her out.
