Lu Xiaoxiao hesitated to answer Hong Rose's question.

She was really determined to divorce, but in the face of Zhu Mo's repeated detention, plus she watched the man's awkward but sincere little into her heart.

This makes Lu Xiaoxiao a little uncertain, whether to go or stay?

Hong Rose could not help but pout her lips and lean back on the imperial concubine's couch. She said with a seductive gesture, "But what on earth have you done to push the ink painting to this point? If it weren't really impossible, this kind of man would not have done this kind of thing.

After all, it's no different than trying to...