"You're not willing to tell me? I can find out even if you don't tell me." Chu Heng frowned.
Ye Muyu looked at him and said after a while, "Do you want a divorce?"
"Who said that?" Chu Heng's expression turned ugly, but a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes. He did want to divorce Madam Ye, but it was not Ye Muyu.
Fortunately, he did not succeed. Otherwise…
Chu Heng felt lucky.
Seeing Ye Muyu's indifferent expression, Chu Heng suddenly panicked. He sat on the bed and reached out to touch her hand.
Ye Muyu instinctively pulled it away.
Chu Heng pursed his lips and opened his mouth. After a while, he said, "It's not what you think. I just want to divorce the Madam Ye, not you."
"You like me?" Ye Muyu looked up at him.
Chu Heng looked at her asking without any shyness, but he was not happy at all. "What do you think?"
He stared at her, not wanting to miss anything.
Ye Muyu regretted asking this question.
