"Sign."
A divorce agreement was slapped on the table, and the sound of the paper vibrating was particularly harsh in the quiet coffee shop.
He Feng raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.
Lin Yuwei, his wife.
No, it should be said to be the ex-wife.
She was wearing a Chanel suit, exquisite makeup, and the Cartier necklace around her neck sparkled under the light.
She sat across from him with her arms crossed, her eyes filled with impatience.
