Song Qinghuan looked outside the car, not knowing where Han Qianqian intended to bring her. Her car was on a coastal highway, where no other cars were seen passing by for a long time.
She sneered, "Where are you planning to take me? Are you planning to kidnap me like that four-fingered man?"
Han Qianqian glared at Song Qinghuan, "Don't worry, I won't kidnap you. I just want you to divorce Shi Yuhuan."
Song Qinghuan smiled faintly, "How absurd. Let me tell you, I won't divorce. Why should I? Now that Shi Yuhuan and I are having a child, why should I listen to your side of the story and then inexplicably get a divorce? Whether something happened between you two isn't concrete yet. I'm not stupid enough to divorce without getting the full picture."
