Cheng Qingchong shivered in the dust. After a while, she slowly turned to look at the road. Qin Yinan's car had already disappeared. She stared at the space his car had vacated, spacing out for a long time. Then she gripped her bag tightly before rushing toward the other end of the road. She stood beside the rails to stare down at the gently gurgling river underneath it. The surface of the river was calm; the ripple caused by the ring had already disappeared a long time ago.
To kick me out of his house so soon after the divorce is settled, he probably hates me very much.
To ask me to move everything that I own out of his house, he probably hates me very much.