Si Yuhuan stubbed out his cigarette. After flipping through a few pages, he hurled the divorce papers toward the doorway with force. "One point five billion in cash, and that's not even counting the stocks and real estate! Why doesn't she just go rob a bank!"
Director Si was in a foul mood today. Everyone in the entire building wished they could tuck their tails between their legs and be invisible.
Jian Xi, however, was unhurried and unbothered. She even had Yan Qing relay a message to Si Yuhuan: "If I don't get what I'm owed, don't even think about a divorce! Otherwise, we can just go our separate ways, mind our own business, and see if your precious white moonlight can stand being a reviled, hidden mistress for the rest of her life."
