"Spit it out!" Lin Xiao said bluntly.
He had no time to beat around the bush with this moron.
"Divorce Qing Ning, and I'll spare your miserable life!"
Lin Xiao let out an exasperated laugh at the moron's words. "Qin Shaojun, where on earth do you get the confidence to say something so idiotic?"
"You filthy beggar, do you think I'm joking with you?" Qin Shaojun demanded sinisterly.
As he spoke, he suddenly picked up the ashtray from the coffee table. It was an exquisitely crafted piece made of pure copper. Lin Xiao actually thought this piece of trash was about to attack him.
But who would have thought?
Qin Shaojun simply held the ashtray in his hand. It wasn't large, and he could easily cover it with one hand. With a light squeeze, he opened his palm to reveal that the uniquely shaped ashtray had been crushed into a ball.
Lin Xiao was speechless. So after all that, he was just trying to scare him.
