You Keep Throwing Yourself at Your White Moonlight. Why Regret It When I Ask for a Divorce?

When I discovered that the 500,000 yuan I had painstakingly saved in my account had been transferred away, I went berserk and tried to call the police. My wife snatched my phone and glared at me. “Are you crazy? I transferred the money. Why would you call the police?!” “Zijun wants to buy a luxury car, so I gave him the money to use. Your money is my money anyway. I can spend it however I want.” I stared at the wife I knew so well, yet barely recognized, and was left speechless. Because that 150,000 yuan was supposed to save her life. Without it, it wouldn’t be me who died. It would be her.