She really couldn't muster a smile, not even a pretense.
Looking at Yin Bin, she suddenly said, "Yin Bin, that man just now is my husband."
The smile on Yin Bin's lips instantly stiffened, as if he couldn't believe what he had heard.
"Yes, you heard right, Xiao Ye is my husband," Beidi articulated slowly.
Yin Bin was silent, gazing at Beidi.
"So, whatever you say now, I can't really be happy. You don't need to go out of your way to comfort me, just let me be alone for a while. Anyway, I've been getting through the years like this; it's not just a day or two. I won't be so depressed that I think about suicide," Beidi said with a trace of self-mockery.
Yin Bin pressed his lips tightly, his fingers tensing slightly, "Why not get a divorce?"
