Looking at the out-of-control Wang Xiaohong, a rare emotion finally emerged in Yu Mingyi's unshaken eyes.
"When I married you, I didn't think about divorce."
"You liar! You look down on me and never want to sleep with me. You've wanted a divorce all along... " Wang Xiaohong covered her face and sobbed in pain. That unbearable past had always been a burden on her heart. She thought that Yu Mingyi looked down on her just because of that, but she never expected him to say he didn't care.
"I don't look down on you. I just didn't take good care of you, and divorce would be better for your illness."
"You're lying, you're lying!" How could a man not care about that? She had always felt deeply inferior about this matter and constantly sought to create trouble for herself which she hoped could prove her existence. She just wanted him to deny her words and directly say, "I don't look down on you."
