"Lu Beichen! Are you still a human being?!"
A sharp roar pierced his eardrums. Lu Beichen opened his eyes suddenly. His vision changed from blurry to clear. What came into view was an angry and pale face - his "wife" Shen Qingyue.
She was wearing simple home clothes, her long hair was messily tied back, her eyes were red, and she was holding a divorce agreement in her hand, her knuckles turning white.
