Mr. Jin, Let's Get a Divorce

When my parents had a car accident, I was lying on the abortion table. Aborted my and Jin Yanzhou's second child. At my parents' funeral, I called Jin Yanzhou one after another. Until his little childhood sweetheart Ning Xi got through, with an impatient tone: "Yanzhou went to wash my strawberries, what do you want?" I held the urn in my arms with an indifferent expression: "It's nothing. After you finish the strawberries, inform Jin Yanzhou that I agree to the divorce."