Sky High Alimony

The woman couldn't bear anymore and rushed out like crazy.

"Sister He!"

Xia Yuwei wanted to follow her but was drawn back at the door.

The man's furious voice boomed behind her.

"Let her go!"

Mo Yixuan threw a punch on the wall, his veins bulging on the arms and his ink-black eyes red with unprecedented rage.

Damn it! He had been oppressing his anger but failed. He still felt admittedly upset, even snappish.

"But…" Xia Yuwei picked up the divorce agreement on the side table. She wanted to chase the woman not because she actually cared about that woman – she didn't give a damn about her – but because she hadn't signed yet. And she needed her to sign.

As long as it's not signed, she couldn't right her name and become Mrs. Mo herself.

Mo Yixuan grimly glanced at the thing in her hand and closed his eyes.

"She will sign," he said coldly with a hint of inexplicable anxiety in his voice.