557 Envy

"I didn't."

Xing Yuanhang puffed a sigh, and he seemed to be in low spirits.

"Yuechun, I'm the one at fault. I told you all these simply because you're my wife and nobody could replace the relationship between us all these years. I've never thought about divorcing either… I'm being forced into it. I don't know what to do. She refused to back down, you refused to back down as well… I feel that we couldn't go back to being the same anymore…"

"Hurhurhurhur…"

Tan Yuechun broke into laughter.

That laughter, however, was filled with sadness and desperation.

Her dignified and elegant face had the unique wisdom of women of her age.