"Shen Xinzhu, marrying you is like a public service, and as for divorce, forget about it."
Cheng Zhiyan questioned his past judgment; how could he have been so foolish?
He actually trusted Shen Xinzhu.
And lost his one true love.
It was his karma, he deserved it.
He couldn't be bothered with Shen Xinzhu and left the room directly.
After he left, Shen Xinzhu furiously swept everything off the table onto the ground.
Now she could only stay at Cheng Zhiyan's place. She had already sold her house, not only the house but also all the bags and shoes inside it at a low price.
She needed money desperately, money to do many things.
Yet ironically, Cheng Zhiyan, her husband, not only refused to help her but made things difficult for her.
He wouldn't give her a single cent.
Cheng Zhiyan didn't go elsewhere but drove to the road outside Helian Family's home.
He knew he was being ridiculous and pathetic, but he still wanted to come and see.
