Ye Ling looked sorrowful as she sat on the sofa, looking at Sheng Wanwan. "Do you really want me to divorce your brother?" she asked.
"Of course," Sheng Wanwan replied with a haughty expression. "My brother is a talented and outstanding man. Only a woman as brilliant as you, Ye Ling, is worthy of him."
Ye Ling's lips twitched slightly. "If I were you, Wanwan, I would hope that my brother and I never divorce, so that you can have a chance to be with the person you like."
Sheng Wanwan's eyes widened, and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment. "What are you talking about? I don't understand. I don't want to talk to you," she said before hastily running out.
Ye Ling felt suffocated and decided to go to the terrace on the second floor to get some fresh air. Meanwhile, Jian Yunxi followed Sheng Junlie downstairs. "Junlie, maybe I shouldn't have gone upstairs to find you. Ye Director seemed to have something to say to you," she said.
