In just a month, the red marriage certificate turned into a green divorce certificate. Watching Xue Panpan trying to remain composed, rejecting his offer to give her a ride, hailing a taxi with a wave, and then covering her face and crying as soon as she got in, Han Yifan suddenly felt a bit lost.
Last night, Xue Panpan's words echoed in his ears over and over again.
In Han Yifan's mind, two voices emerged.
Little White: All her ridiculousness was before she was with you. Who hasn't encountered a few scumbags before marriage? She was so good to you when you were together.
Little Black: That still shows that she's a fickle woman, using any means to achieve her goals, with questionable character.
Little White: Then what about her sacrificing for you and bringing in twenty million? How many women in the world can go to that extent?
Little Black: But…there could be other ways, right? Should she go to bed with someone just for money?
