We arrived at the hotpot city where Ling Jie and I had gone for the first time, and had a splendid meal.
Because Dazhuang was injured and couldn't drink alcohol, we all had beverages.
After eating and drinking our fill, we walked home.
A large group of women surrounded Dazhuang, chattering incessantly, attracting many envious stares.
After getting back home, Huihui and Sun Xiaoqian didn't rush to leave; instead, they discussed something with us.
That was moving house.
Now, all of us women, whether divorced or single, were free.
Although I hadn't divorced yet, ever since the last time he hit me, my husband hadn't contacted me again.
Presumably, he didn't want to see me either.
We discussed renting a villa. Though the rent was expensive, it was within our means to afford it.
By doing so, we could all live together and look out for each other.
However, finding a suitable house was not an easy task.
Firstly, it needed to be close to our massage shop.