Lu Xiaoxiao feels that his accusation of such unreasonable trouble as Chu Mo has gradually become numb.

Her ruddy mouth was slightly raised, her clear eyes were not smiling at all, and she did not seem to be provoked by the scorn, but her voice was trembling and asked, "If I said, would you divorce?"

At this point, Chu Mo suddenly found himself pushed to the dead end.

If Lu Xiaoxiao likes Lan Enming, does he really want to divorce?

Of course.

Xiaoxiao's stubborn and overly beautiful face was reflected in the dark eyes of the abyss. He quietly looked at the wife he had thought would be a qualified...