Zhan Qing sneered, "Do you think this will make me give up? Unless she is truly dead, there's no one I can't find!"
Jiang Yu, who was in a state of anger just now, was unusually calm, "Then go to heaven to find her. Oh wait, someone like you wouldn't make it to heaven."
Zhan Qing's veins bulged with anger, "What exactly do you want!"
"Don't you want to know where she is? I'm telling you now, so why don't you believe it?"
"Do you believe what you said?"
"I don't believe it, because even if she's gone, she still lives in my heart. But for you, she was dead in your heart while she was still alive. You are the least qualified to ask about her whereabouts. You are already divorced, you were the one who pushed her away, and it's too late for regrets."
"I'm not divorced from her! I didn't sign the divorce papers, she's still mine."
