At this moment, Li Xiaoran, who was sitting in the corner, suddenly stood up with difficulty. His elegant face was especially pale because of his cold white skin. His body trembled inexplicably, and his voice could not help but tremble. "Dad, you know how much Qiao An has suffered after marrying into the Li family. A kidnapping and an abortion almost killed her. Now that she's living like a nobody, her hatred for the Li family will destroy her, but it will also destroy the Li family."
After a pause, Li Xiaoran closed his eyes and fiercely closed the tears in them. Finally, he made up his mind and said, "Let her go."
Old Master Li sighed in despair. "Forget it, forget it. She doesn't have the Li family's bloodline in her stomach anymore. I won't be stubborn anymore. Li Zecheng, talk to Qiao An about the divorce."
