"Lin Xinlan, just because of what you said, I won't divorce you! If I'm really infected, you can forget about divorcing me for the rest of your life! Hmph, when that time comes, let's see if you're content with being a widow forever!"
Lin Xinlan really wanted to ask: If you aren't infected, would you let me go immediately?
Looking at Rong Shaoze's smug expression that seemed to say *what can you do to me*, she said irritably, "How boring."
What was the use of arguing with him about these things at this time? Whether he was infected or not, she couldn't get rid of him right away anyway.
Rong Shaoze, seeing her cold attitude, felt it was no fun and could only walk past her with a dark face and enter the villa first.
Watching his tall and slender back, a thought flashed through Lin Xinlan's mind: if he was really infected, maybe she could get rid of him.
But this thought only flickered through her mind briefly.
