Inside the house, Zhuangzi, who was panting and leaning against the wall, completely gave up his feelings for Mu Zhenzhen because of her words. He took the divorce paper, which he had prepared a long time ago, and walked out of the house.
"Zhenzhen, this is the divorce paper for you. You... better leave our Zhao family quickly."
Mu Zhenzhen was stunned. The person in front of her, with a chubby figure and fat flying across his face, used to always be accommodating to her, yet now he dares...
"Zhuangzi, do you know what you're saying? I'll give you a chance, apologize to me and make me happy right now, and I'll forgive you! Otherwise, don't ever expect me to pay attention to you again."
Mu Zhenzhen marrying Zhuangzi was completely like a fresh flower stuck on cow dung, so Zhuangzi, the cow dung, had been accustomed to being submissive in front of Mu Zhenzhen over the years, and Mu Zhenzhen was also used to having a cowardly person yielding to her.
