Li Shi looked at the three words on the screen, not knowing what to say for a moment.
She should be no more than thirty-five years old, having lost her husband so young is indeed a tragedy.
"My condolences."
In the end, that's all he could respond with.
Wu Yuan was typing really fast, and immediately replied, "Condolences my ass. I wish the bastard were dead, but he's such a damn survivor. Truly a living testament to the saying, 'Good men die young, while bastards live on forever!'"
After sending that, she seemed to realise that she had been a bit too emotional, and sent another message.
"Never mind. Let's not talk about him. We're divorced anyway."
Li Shi thought, turns out she's not a widow, but a divorced woman.
After some consideration, he replied, "In that case, congratulations Sister Wu on returning to singlehood."
