When I had a miscarriage, my husband was traveling around the world with the female college students he sponsored.
After the operation, I watched the news and filed for divorce with Jiang Rang.
The girl on the other side of the phone cried and cried: "It's all my fault. Sister, don't blame Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Rang patiently comforted her, but scolded me.
"Don't be so messy. Look at the shrew you are now, how can you compare to Yin Yin?"
Then I calmly turned around and left, never giving them another look.
