Li Zecheng was slightly dazed.
She felt that Qiao An had become very different from before. Even if she spoke to you gently, she could give you the feeling of winter.
Li Zecheng said perfunctorily, "Don't worry, I'll definitely keep a distance from other women in the future. I won't let you misunderstand again."
Misunderstanding?
Qiao An smiled and said, "Then call Miss Wei now. Tell her not to pester you in the future. Also, the things you've given her in the past two years have been bought with our marital assets. Shouldn't you ask her to spit them out and return them to me?"
Li Zecheng was dumbfounded. All these years, he had spent more money on Wei Xin than on Qiao An.
If Wei Xin really spat out this huge sum of money, he would be nailed to the pillar of shame for cheating and abusing his first wife. Then, he would never be able to raise his head again.
