Li Tingfeng looked at Old Master with deep resentment. "Dad, my wife was just saying it out of spite. She loves me so much that she won't leave me. I still have Zeyu and Zefeng. I won't be alone."
Old Master Li shook his head. "You won't give up until the end."
The butler pushed Old Master away.
Li Tingfeng fell to the ground. He hugged his hungover head and comforted himself. "She won't get a divorce. If she gets a divorce, she will have nothing. Who would want an old woman who has been married?"
However, Li Tingfeng, who had fallen from heaven to the bottom, was not willing to fall. He began to take a series of remedies.
At noon, the mistress returned. He pressed his face against hers and negotiated with her nicely. "Madam, Zeyu and Zefeng haven't been home for a long time. Let's find them."
