"Why do you think so?" Mo Zhiyun's face was pale, and beads of sweat were forming on his forehead. He gritted his teeth and complained while enduring the pain.
&Quot; you deliberately made me fall in love with you, used me to climb up step by step, and used the benefits you squeezed from me to let Wen Xingchen live a better life. You threw my true heart on the ground without any scruples, trampled on it wantonly, and trampled on my dignity. You even want me to give birth to your child. Lu He Yun, do you really think I'm a piece of wood that can't feel pain? "
&Quot; I agreed to your divorce. I've also returned the shares you wanted. Isn't this enough? " Lu Heyun pinched her shoulder, his voice squeezed out from his throat. &Quot; why can't you even leave me with the last bit of thought? "
