As Xi Mushan spoke, he took his phone out and was about to make a call.
"No! Don't! Please don't do that! Don't!" Yue Lingsi quickly threw herself at him, half-kneeling and crawling as she held onto Xi Mushan's leg, stopping him from making the call.
"Mushan, don't! Mushan, don't make the call. Don't!"
Yue Lingsi turned pale out of fright. She reached out and wanted to snatch the phone from Xi Mushan's hand, yet he evaded it and looked coldly at her. "Sign it or make the call. Choose one yourself!"
"I don't want to, Mushan! I don't want to choose either one! I really do love you, I really do! Why do you have to treat me this way? Why!?"
She broke down and fell to the ground as her cheeks streamed with tears. Her swollen face appeared even more miserable and her hands trembled as she picked the divorce papers that had fallen to the ground up.
