Chapter 412 Father, I have to confess_1

Yang Gang was indeed emotionally unintelligent, but he was not dumb. If he didn't understand what was happening after Shen Jing had done so much, there would be no hope for him.

Yang Gang glanced at the door, a trace of indescribable thoughts flashed through his eyes, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

The next day.

When Yang Gang woke up, Shen Jing was no longer in the room. On the dining table in the living room was a breakfast she had made.

Fried eggs, ham sausages, and milk.

Also, there was a note written: Yang Gang, I left early. The breakfast is ready. If it gets cold, remember to heat it up in the microwave.

It was simple, ordinary, and warm words.

Having wolfed down the meal, Yang Gang left the house.

The residents of the village saw Yang Gang and said, "How do you treat your wife, young man?"

"Huh?" Yang Gang was puzzled.

An old lady rolled her eyes and said, "This morning, Shen Jing was picked up by a young man in a sports car."