Jiangshuxia is my wife

Jiang Shuxia turned and left the coffee shop. Yang Yu came over to welcome him.

Yang Yu was waiting anxiously outside, but when she saw Jiang Shuxia throw the torn paper at Pei Yuanyuan's face, she could not sit still.

She couldn't afford to make any mistakes. What would happen if they fought?

Jiang Shuxia looked at her nervous face, patted the back of her hand and said with a smile, "I'm fine!"

"What's all right? You're so pale, where did it come from? " Yang Yu frowned, she stepped forward and held her hand, supporting her as she walked towards the cars parked by the side of the road.

"But you really did vent your anger earlier. That kind of girl who doesn't know her place should be dealt with in this way!" "But what did you tear?"

Yang Yu asked as she helped her open the passenger door.

Jiang Shuxia bent down and got into the car, then indifferently replied her, "A divorce agreement!"