Seeing his tone so certain, not like he was lying, Fang Yuemei could already be sure he really wanted a divorce now, not just humoring her as before, a look of triumph flashed in her eyes, her fingers drawing circles in his embrace, "Jianren, you have to keep your word, you absolutely can't deceive me!"
She pouted slightly, her voice whining and coquettish, a grown woman still playing coy.
But Xia Jianren just ate it up, gently pinching her cheek, "Don't worry."
Although the divorce made Fang Yuemei very happy, the thought of divorcing and splitting the property between husband and wife made her grind her teeth in frustration.
Why should her husband's money be split with that peasant woman!
That was just too unfair!
"What's wrong?" Xia Jianren noticed her unease.
Fang Yuemei sobbed softly, "Jianren, what if your sister wants to split the property with you when the time comes?"
