"You... you..." Fang Wanzhu was so furious that she saw black spots before her eyes, her throat tasted sweet and metallic, and she almost spat out blood.
Among her four daughters, only the third daughter was not close to her.
The other three daughters were all dear to her heart.
If she lost three of them at once, she might as well be killed.
She didn't want to compromise, didn't want to accept fate.
But the lifeline was in someone else's hands, and she had no choice but to compromise, no choice but to accept fate.
She swallowed the metallic taste in her throat and nodded at Jian Shichu, "Fine! Fine! You're impressive! You're ruthless! Divorce! Let's divorce! Anyway, I haven't wanted that useless man for a long time!"
Jian Shichu glanced at her contemptuously, then looked at the lawyer, "Li Jin, have Uncle Jing and Mrs. Fang sign the papers!"
Li Jin nodded, "Yes, young master!"
Li Jin handed the divorce agreement to Jing Xinze first.
