The man pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I'll change in the future. Don't be mad, okay?"
"There's no future. We're divorced anyway." Ye Shengge pushed him with her elbow. "Leave now. I don't want to see you."
Ji Shiting was almost triggered by her cold and arrogant attitude. He had never been treated like this before, and this was the first time.
"Ye Shengge!" The man was furious. "Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you're pregnant!"
"You're mistaken, Mr. Ji." Ye Shengge continued to provoke him. "How dare I look down on you? I'm waiting for you to do something to me."
Ji Shiting stared at her face.
After being on the drip for a while, some color had returned to the woman's pale and haggard face and her lips weren't as pale and dry as before. Coupled with her overbearing appearance, Ji Shiting was furious and itching.
