When My Wife Wanted Her Freedom, My Life Had Already Been Requisitioned

"Let's get divorced." Peng Ruilan slid the papers over, her tone perfectly calm. I glanced down at the date.

"Now?"

"Yes."

"The stock dividend comes in three days. Are you trying to stall?"

"That has nothing to do with it." As she said this, she didn't look at me.

I smiled and picked up the pen. She suddenly looked up. "Aren't you going to ask why?"

"We aren't compatible. It's for the child." I finished the sentence for her.

She froze. "You had this prepared already?"

"Not exactly." I signed my name quickly. She stared at my hand, her voice growing quiet. "You're not fighting for the shares? And custody, too..."