Qiao An nodded in response. "Yes, public displays of affection die quickly."
She meant what she said. Instantly, everyone in the lobby turned to look at her.
Li Zecheng looked at her in panic and smiled. "Honey, what nonsense are you talking about? Uncle and Lu Mo's love marathon has finally come to fruition. It's not appropriate for you to say that about them."
Qiao An looked at him grimly. "I was referring to us."
Li Zecheng's expression changed instantly.
Li Zecheng lowered his voice and said angrily, "Qiao An, can you not embarrass me in the Li family? You've embarrassed me many times since yesterday."
Qiao An suddenly pushed him away and maneuvered the wheelchair herself toward the old man.
"Grandpa, I want to divorce Li Zecheng." Although her voice was soft, it was like a bomb that blew up the room.
