"Within a year, do not divorce Jingchen."
"Old Sir Shang…" Ye Lu looked at him in shock, utterly astounded. The wedding had already turned out to be such a disgrace; she had dignity too. Moreover, since Shang Jingchen was so resolute, she was willing to grant them their wish.
Thus, upon returning, she told Old Sir Shang that as soon as Shang Jingchen returned, they would divorce.
Old Sir Shang looked at her with an imploring gaze: "I know my days are numbered and this is my last wish. Can't you grant me this?"
What else could Ye Lu say? Even without considering any other kindness, Old Sir Shang paid her seven hundred million; she had no right to refuse, which was part of the original agreement anyway.
Moreover, this was the old man's wish; it would only last for one year. If she didn't agree, she would be ungrateful!
"Alright!" She nodded helplessly.
