If they have a few more bottles to drink, even the king of America might have some relation to them.
After chatting for a while, a man with long hair said, "Old Yan, you can't win your wife back, can you? She's so beautiful, you must be regretting it like crazy now, you'll never marry such a beautiful wife again."
Yen Zhengjin thought of her and Li Zhiyan holding hands.
He felt certain they must have done everything in the hotel, that she looked for such a young man to replace his role because she despised him for not being up to par!
Filled with rage, he said, "What a joke."
"Just a stinking whore, an old woman in her forties, I wouldn't even cast a second glance at her."
"With my annual salary close to four hundred thousand dollars, what kind of woman couldn't I find?"
"If it weren't for the sake of my son having both parents..."
"Would I go beg my parents and her parents to find her?"
"In my heart, she's nothing but...