At that moment, Chu Nantian clenched his fist in a fit of melancholy and gritted his teeth as he spoke.
"Divorce?" He scoffed coldly, "I won't divorce you. If he wants me to divorce you, I'm going to do just the opposite."
Yuan Yifan watched as Chu Nantian clenched his fist, the knuckles clearly visible and starting to turn white. Suddenly, she understood something.
"Nantian, you never compete with people. Why do you hate Yun Mo so much? Just because he married Qiao Xiaon'an?"
"..." He did not answer, only clenched his fist tighter, as if you could hear the crisp sound of his knuckles being squeezed.
"I see, Yun Mo wants you to divorce me, doesn't he? He wants to see me lose everything, didn't he?"
"..."
"Even refusing to divorce me is because you don't want to yield to Yun Mo?"
"..."
"You want to prove to Qiao Xiaon'an that you won't lose to Yun Mo?"
"..."
"Nantian, after all is said and done, you have only ever had Qiao Xiaon'an in your heart."
