After Li Qiao went upstairs, Li Guangming watched her retreating figure, shaking his head with a sigh, "It seems that this is the only way."
At these words, Duan Shuyuan glanced at him, straightened her back, and fully embodied the posture of a mother of the family, "Or what do you want to do? Qiaoqiao made herself very clear, and if you force her to marry Shang Lu again, I'll divorce you!"
"My wife, what are you talking about?" Li Guangming, who was henpecked, quickly walked over to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder and coaxing her softly: "I just feel it's a shame that the marriage arrangement fell through. Beyond that, I definitely won't force our daughter anymore.
Besides, don't you also think it's a pity? Otherwise, why have you been sighing all the time?"
