Waiting for the South Wind to Blow, Waiting for My Old Friend to Return

Everyone in the capital knew that Gu Pianyue hated Ye Jinhan. She hated that he stubbornly held on to their marriage and refused to give her freedom. So she asked for a divorce ninety-nine times. But when she asked for the hundredth time, expecting him to refuse as always, Ye Jinhan’s voice was as cold as ice a thousand years old. “Fine. We’ll get divorced.”