The street was bustling with activity, everything lively and prosperous.
Baili An caught a glimpse of his father's face out of the corner of his eye, already burning with anger, yet stubbornly following behind him, neither too close nor too far.
Recalling Baili Yu's face, which looked as if he'd eaten something unpleasant, seeing him walking out of his mother's courtyard, close and in step with her.
Baili An realized that he was obviously misunderstanding the situation.
He had been in seclusion for about a month, and upon returning with his mother, Baili Yu clearly didn't know that the two of them had been living together.
In recent days, he was guarding in front of Ying Ji's courtyard day and night, not leaving an inch, naturally knowing that she hadn't left the house.
Originally, he felt somewhat relieved, but after calming down and analyzing it carefully, having been married for so many years, Baili Yu of course knew what kind of person Ying Ji was.
