What if I wanted the two of you to get a divorce?
Divorce?
Divorce!
That word was like a thorn that had embedded itself in Jiang Yeqing's heart.
The man's expression darkened and he said through clenched teeth. "Don't even think about it!"
"Tsk." Cheng Huaxing seemed to be in rather high spirits. He shook his head and said, "You are a man who is having an affair. If Little Flower Bo wishes, she can file for a divorce at any time and you will have to leave this marriage with nothing to your name. Jiang Yeqing, are you more worried about losing her, or losing wealth? Or perhaps, both?"
Bo Chengcheng looked calm, but her lips were slightly pursed. She lowered her head and picked up an apple, slowly paring it with the fruit knife.
Although she seemed calm, both Cheng Huaxing and Jiang Yeqing knew her very well.
They both knew that Bo Chengcheng was no longer as calm as she looked.
