In the Jiang family's main hall, a group of people sat stiff and formal.
"I can save him, but he must divorce Jiang Caiwei."
When Jiang Jiubai's fingers pointed at Jiang Caivei, her face turned green instantly.
"Jiang Jiubai," Jiang Caiwei was furious," What nonsense are you talking about?!"
"I'm not done talking." Jiang Jiubai glanced at her disdainfully and spoke slowly, "Divorce Jiang Caiwei, and then, marry me!"
The last two words hit the ground like a hammer, quieting the entire hall.
The servants in the hall glanced at the woman at the center, unable to hide their deep contempt—
Jiujiu, as Jiang Caiwei's half-sister, proposed such a demand when her brother-in-law was gravely ill and her help was the only hope he had.
This was not the right time to take advantage of others' misfortune.
