For the last three years, this had become a routine between Xinyi and Han Huizhong.
Every day, she would meet him in his study to serve him tea.
Every day, she would plead to him not to hurt Zhiyuan anymore, and every day, he refused.
Every day, Han Huizhong would show her divorce papers and tell her to sign them.
And every day, Xinyi had the same answer.
"Grandpa, I will not divorce Zhiyuan."
No matter how much ever she pleaded not to beat Zhiyuan, this was the one thing that she was always firm upon.
Han Huizhong quietly stared at her. He was tapping his finger on the armrest in frustration.
He sneered. "Just who do you think you are going against my wishes? Don't forget that you cannot fight my power. I can force you to divorce him anytime I want."
"But you didn't in the last three years."
"Doesn't mean I cannot do it now. I thought your emotional fool of a heart would sooner or later realize it, but clearly, you haven't. Useless!" He banged his fist in anger.
