They don't need a vase made of a woman who's infertile, eh?
This analogy is really apt, Luo Anning thought.
As soon as Old Mr. Rong spoke, Butler Zhang took out the drafted divorce agreement in a timely manner and placed it in front of her, along with a black signature pen.
Luo Anning wanted to laugh, but didn't even have the strength to.
Jiang Peihua looked at Luo Anning's face which was full of agony and self-deprecation. Unable to bring herself to be so harsh, she said, "Father, let's discuss this matter later. After all, Anning is the rascal's wife. We can't decide for him."
She genuinely adored Luo Anning as her daughter-in-law, for she was clever, polite and smart. If it were not for the fact that she discovered her infertility, she would have never agreed with Old Mr. Rong.
Unfortunately, nothing was more important than the continuation of the Rong Family's bloodline…
