This time, Song Yu had no reaction, calm as if he had not just been hit.
He gently wiped the faint blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, showing no resentment or anger on his face, and just said:
"I will have a lawyer draft the divorce agreement for you."
Without saying anything more, Song Yu turned around and left. The tall figure of the man, at this moment, seemed a bit bent and lonely, apparently really hurt by Lu Xintong.
At the same time, his proposal for divorce was probably because he had given up all hope on Lu Xintong.
Now, Lu Xintong was truly panicked, but she didn't chase after him. Instead, she stood in place, yelling furiously at Song Yu's figure:
"Song Yu, stand there! You heartless man, I risked my life to give birth to a son for you, and this is how you treat me? Stand there!"
She stamped her feet in anger, her heart filled with resentment.
