Li Chenxuan reached out and took the wooden tablet, looking at it in disbelief. His wife Jiao Siyu's name is written on the wooden tablet. Looking at it, he remembered his dream and his hand tightened.
"This must be a lie. Siyu will never leave me..."
Just when he was still denying the fact, he heard his father's voice, "You are finally willing to come back."
He was startled, but when he turned around he saw his father's calm expression. He looked at the expressions of his brother and sister-in-law and found that they looked at him strangely.
Li Chenxuan held the wooden tablet tightly and asked, "Father, what's going on? Why did you put these things in my house?"
Father Li looked at him for a while and asked with a sigh, "Second son, do you really not know, or are you pretending not to know?"
"Father, what do you mean?" Li Chenxuan asked, a bad feeling rising in his heart.