"Stay home and take good care of father and mother. I'm going out for a walk and will be back later. I've studied every day and my mind is getting muddled."
No matter how Lann Zhen called out, Chang Xian left quickly, not even turning his head.
Lann Zhen wiped tears behind him and sobbed softly. He felt no pity; only that she had become like those mundane women, learning nothing but how to use tears to control him.
Indeed, he had yet to meet a woman who understood him. At least Lann Zhen no longer did. She had become selfish, just like others, urging him to study, vain and superficial.
Outside the study, only Lann Zhen was left, somewhat dazed.
She didn't quite understand why this happened. Why had her once caring husband, who used to cheer her up, become impatient?
