Qu Tan'er knew very well that Mo Liancheng, though not entirely honorable, would do as he said. Like during the day, when he lost, he agreed to let her leave the mansion.
"You're in such a hurry?"
"I'm afraid the Prince won't keep his word."
"Haha!" Mo Liancheng laughed lightly, then suddenly stopped laughing and casually threw out a weighty and explosive remark, "Want a divorce letter? Fine. Serve me in bed for seven nights and satisfy me, and I'll grant it to you."
"What?!" Qu Tan'er's face changed, doubting her own ears.
He, he, he... what did he just say?
"What? Unwilling? I'll give you one ke to consider. After that, don't blame me for not giving you a chance when you voluntarily give it up. Haha!" Mo Liancheng laughed somewhat strangely, as if he wasn't worried at all about her response. It was as if he already knew she would give up this chance, glancing at her humorously before leisurely turning around and heading for the door.
