In the Jiang family hall, a row of people sat in solemn silence.
"I can save him, but he has to divorce Jiang Caiwei first."
When Jiang Jiubai pointed her finger squarely at her, Jiang Caiwei's face immediately turned pale with shock.
"Jiang Jiu," Jiang Caiwei was fuming, "What are you blabbering about?!"
"I haven't finished talking yet." Jiang Jiubai cast a sideways glance at her, then slowly uttered several more words, "Divorce Jiang Caiwei, then, marry me!"
The last two words she spoke resounded through the hall, causing a momentary silence.
The disdainful glances of the servants working in the hall turned to the woman sitting in the middle, they could hardly bear her insolence—
Jiang Jiubai, as Jiang Caiwei's half-sister, was demanding this even though her sister's husband was gravely ill and she was his only hope?
This was simply taking advantage of a desperate situation.
