Her cat-like eyes narrowed, gazing coldly and disdainfully at Luo Hongying, "As long as you, Luo Hongying, openly step forward and admit to everyone that you are the Xiao San, that you interfered in my marriage with Moh Shiche, that you slept with him behind my back, I will agree to the divorce without another word."
Before Luo Hongying could speak, Moh Shiche immediately frowned and said coldly, "Luo Qiangwei, whom did you say I slept with?"
"Oh, at this point, is President Moh still pretending?" Luo Qiangwei scoffed coldly with mockery, "How many times have you rolled in bed with your cousin? She sent me the photos, I've seen them all. It's just that you still force yourself on me when you get home, which is quite despicable."
"Photos?" Moh Shiche's handsome face turned icy, and his dark eyes instantly swept towards Luo Hongying, "What photos did you send her?"
