Zhou Shiran covered her face, crying particularly aggrievedly. "Why did you hit me again? Just because I know you'll immediately blame me?"
"Don't tell me you have nothing to do with this. This situation is undeniably related to you. Do you think I'm a fool, or do you think I'm an idiot?" An Jiancheng forcefully grabbed her by the collar.
Zhou Shiran was almost suffocating. "I...can't breathe..."
An Jiancheng let go of her, speaking angrily. "Zhou Shiran, I think you already understand that I didn't divorce you because of Xueqi. Can't you just behave for a while? Can't you stop hurting An Ning and her mother?"
Zhou Shiran had tears in her eyes. "If you don't go to see Cheng Yujie, and if you could give me half of the hospital's shares, I'd be at peace. Otherwise, how can you expect me to be at ease?"
An Jiancheng sneered, looking at Zhou Shiran as if she were an idiot. "You're truly hopeless. Why don't we just divorce, what do you say?"
