After the Divorce, Mr. Shen Knelt Down Every Night and Gently Coaxed Him to Remarry.

"Shen Si, let's get a divorce." "No." His tone was very calm, as if it was not his own business. "There is no precedent for divorce in the Shen family." The pads of his fingers gently brushed the red marks on the woman's delicate white ankles. Song Zhi looked over. He raised his eyes and their eyes met in the air. Song Zhi's breathing became even more rapid. He is a well-dressed and elegant scumbag. He is a noble saint, but also a humble and humble minister. Later, she ran away and never looked back. She became a single mother and was proposed to every day. Shen Si went crazy. "Mrs. Shen, be good, tell me, who is the father of the child?" He knelt down on one knee humbly and put on high heels for the woman with his own hands. She smiled and said, "That's fine." The man who always prided himself on being noble held her waist, his eyes were red, and he shouted in the woman's ear: "Wow..." Years later, she realized that he had spent his whole life trying to make up for the mistakes she had made. He seemed to be unloving, but in fact he was humble and favored. He seemed to be a noble sage, but in fact he was despicable and cautious. He has been keeping the secret from back then, afraid that she would remember it, and even more afraid that she would no longer love him.