Song Jingren watched his wife leave him in the rain with a helpless smile. Her tone was bitter and sharp but it still didn't stop him from feeling good about meeting her again. She was still as gorgeous as ever.
Song Zhilan tapped on his cousin's shoulder and raised his brow.
"What are you doing here?" Song Jingren asked.
"Eating ice cream?" Song Zhilan showed the ice cream that he was eating when the rain suddenly started pouring.
They were in a shop on the other side of the street when a flashy red sports car passed by and his cousin ran like a freak behind it. Well, he now understood why Song Jingren behaved the way he did. It all made sense. Too bad, the woman was not ready to listen to his cousin. Not that he had anything against her. If it was up to him, he hoped she would grill this stupid man for a little longer.