I’m Only Seventy. What’s Stopping Me from Getting a Divorce?

When Shen Qianyi’s first love, Bai Ze, visited her on behalf of the school, he smiled and said, “Professor Shen has students all over the world, thanks in no small part to Mr. Shen’s support.” “But Mr. Shen, you really mustn’t be so careless in the future. How could you let her get soaked in the rain and catch a cold?” I looked at the woman in the hospital bed, her hair white but her eyes fixed on Bai Ze, and gave a humorless smile. “You invited her to walk in the rain, and that’s why she caught a chill. What, have you lost your memory?” “Bai Ze, romantic, isn’t it? Shen Qianyi paid for it with her body!”