"Because I won't give you this chance. If you provoke me, I'll either be in a good mood and forgive you, or… I'll trample you to death! If I die, I'll let you die a quick death. Let me witness how deep your love is? I don't have the mood or time to watch you struggle in front of me."
This time, even Sang Yu's lips were trembling. She shook her head, her eyes filled with helplessness and fear.
"What do you want?"
Bo Jinghang looked at her coldly. "It's what you want. Sangyu, this marriage is what you want. You got it by hook or by crook. You have the final say in the beginning. It's none of your business when it ends. If you insist on fighting me head-on, let's see who's stronger."
"So, what do you mean by saying so much? As long as you haven't had enough fun, can I never mention divorce?"
"You can mention it and I can agree as long as you leave Wanwan behind."
"You know that I won't give up on Wanwan!"
