"Jian Xi, when I ask you something, you'd better answer me. Don't keep challenging my limits."
Si Yuhuan's domineering attitude ignited Jian Xi's anger.
"Then please answer me first, who were you with today?"
Si Yuhuan frowned tightly. Perhaps he hadn't expected such a tough stance from Jian Xi; his face grew colder.
"Is it because you have Grandfather's backing that you dare to speak to me so recklessly?"
"No! It's because you don't dare to divorce me!" Jian Xi flipped over and pulled out a divorce agreement from the drawer. "Go ahead and tear it up. I have many copies."
Si Yuhuan might have thought of last night, and his expression wavered for a moment.
Jian Xi pursed her lips and tilted her chin up, her determined little face full of stubbornness. "I've said it before, if you dare to fool around with Jiang Qimeng, then I can find my own solace."
"To think of seeking solace when you are my woman! You've got some nerve to say that!"
