Having heard all this, Chu Nantian just came to the door of the private tea room.
He paused at the door inhaling the scent of a rhombus pattern of tea, then looked back at a forty-five-degree angle.
All he saw was Yun Mo calmly pouring tea. For a moment, Chu Nantian was ready to succumb to Yun Mo, after all, he too wanted a divorce.
However, in the few seconds he looked back, his determination grew stronger, "Mr. Yun, I cannot submit to you."
Yun Mo put down the teacup in his hand. When the ceramic hit the tabletop, there was a light \"ding\", making the atmosphere even more eerie. "I give you three days to think about it."
Chu Nantian remained silent.
Yun Mo continued, "If you truly care about Qiaoqiao, you shouldn't be so indulgent towards Yuan Yifan."
"I will naturally investigate Ms. Qiao's case."
"Investigate?" Yun Mo gave a cold laugh, "Mr. Chu, you're excessively compassionate. You don't yet realize that you're sleeping next to a scorpion beauty."
