When the storm finally subsided, An Ruo truly resembled a little grass that had been ravaged by the wind and rain, a complete mess, devastated to a pitiful state.
But Tang Yuchen was invigorated, like a wolf that never knew fatigue.
"Sign the agreement, and get out of the villa tomorrow!"
The divorce agreement smacked against her face.
An Ruo propped up her battered body from the carpet, almost gleefully scribbling down her name.
She was finally rid of him; at that moment, she felt an urge to cry her heart out.
With reddened eyes, An Ruo handed the agreement to him, "Your turn."
Tang Yuchen took it with an outstretched hand, "Are you afraid I won't sign it, unwilling to let you go?"
An Ruo said nothing more.
She wouldn't flatter herself thinking that Tang Yuchen really couldn't live without her. After all, one hundred million was just a drop in the bucket for him. He wouldn't care about that amount of money, so he wouldn't care about divorcing her either.
