Liang Zixuan closed her eyes in annoyance and cursed Han Cihui in her heart. Then she opened her eyes and calmly asked, "Then what are you planning to do next?"
"I don't know." Jia Qiulian bit her lower lip, her face showing pain and confusion, "Yesterday, he told me that I don't need to care about him anymore. Maybe... Could it be... That he wants to divorce me?"
"What?" Liang Zixuan was shocked. "He actually said that?"
"En." Jia Qiulian forced herself to smile and said, "Actually, as long as he's happy, we can get a divorce. I can live my life by myself."
"No." Liang Zixuan's fingers suddenly exerted energy and she grasped Jia Qiulian's hand tightly. "How could it come to the point of divorce? That's completely unnecessary! Qiulian, why don't you talk to Cihui again? It's not like there's no room for negotiation. And besides... You haven't done anything that let him down!"
