In the dark room, he got up and tossed her a box.
She asked, even though she already knew, “What is it?”
A cold, arrogant smile tugged at Shi Che’s lips. He enunciated each word: “Pills.”
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As Shi Che’s wife, Ling Chuxia had always done whatever he wanted. But who could have guessed that he’d go too far, even refusing to let her have his child? She’d had enough. She slapped a divorce agreement down in front of him with a flourish. “The world is so big. I want to find someone better.”
Shi Che looked down at her, haughty and aloof. “Your wallet is so empty. You’d better forget about it.”
