Duan Zhirou used lipstick to draw a dozing bastard on the divorce agreement.
The housekeeper tremblingly presented it to Lu Ming: "My wife said... This is her last abstract art."
That night, Mr. Lu personally arrested people, but saw in the middle of the small courtyard——
She was bowing devoutly to the bright moon: "Sister Chang'e, please take Lu Ming away."
Lu Ming sneered: "Why don't you beg me directly?"
Duan Zhirou turned back and blinked: "Then are you willing to ascend to heaven now?"
