Song Shoushan's strange behaviour!
While Zhang Wei was busy basking in luxury of tender meat, there was another confrontation unfolding back in Zhao Hongyan's home.
In the heart of the home, Zhao Hongyan stood at the sink, her hands immersed in soapy water as she diligently washed dishes.
Her wavy dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, catching droplets of water that glistened like diamonds under the warm light.
The lines on her forehead revealed a lifetime of wisdom and care, while her almond-shaped eyes held a mix of curiosity and concern.
The silence was broken by Song Shoushan's hesitant voice, cutting through the stillness like a fragile thread. "Mom, did you know that Zhang Wei is actually married?" Her words hung in the air, a revelation that threatened to shatter the delicate equilibrium of the moment.
"Hm?" An intrigued arch of Zhao Hongyan's eyebrows was her immediate response.