"Lin Xinlan, open the door quickly," Rong Shaoze couldn't help but intensify his tone.
Lin Xinlan calmed her emotions and opened the door.
The man stood at the door, his profound gaze fixed on her, as if trying to see through her thoughts.
Lin Xinlan's face was composed, her eyes meeting his in a tranquil gaze that was flat and unrippled, completely devoid of any other emotion.
"Come in, I have something to tell you," she stepped aside and then sat down on the couch.
Rong Shaoze followed her in and sat next to her.
He didn't start with any explanations, and Lin Xinlan hadn't expected him to: "Rong Shaoze, I know we're definitely going to divorce, it was something we arranged from the beginning, and I never thought about being your wife, just waiting for the day we would divorce. However, in consideration of bearing your child, could you grant me one request?"
The man looked up, his gaze still inscrutable.
"What is it?"
