Jian Yufei was very troubled. Why was it so hard for her to get a divorce? What should she do to divorce Ruan Tianling?
She felt a little uncomfortable sleeping in the old house that night.
She had only been lying in bed for a while when Ruan Tianling returned. It was already past nine, close to ten.
She mocked him in her heart, thinking that if it wasn't for their grandfather's rule that he must come home before ten, he probably wouldn't want to return at all.
Ruan Tianling turned on the desk lamp, sat behind her, and said with a faint smile, "Do you think I will let you carry my child just because you have the support of our grandfather?"
She could not fail to hear the contempt and mockery in his tone.
Jian Yufei frowned slightly, propped herself up, and faced him, "Do you think I want your child?"
Ruan Tianling squinted in displeasure and coldly asked, "What do you mean by that?!"
