No Mercy

Long Tengfei's expression turned dark at his wife's warning. "What do you mean? You plan to divorce me?"

Yang Jiahui snorted. "I'm not stupid to divorce you because of your first family. As long as you don't personally sin against me, I won't divorce you. But I can always leave an old man like you to live alone in this big, ancient residence. I still have my own house where I used to live with my niece. Meimei and I can live by ourselves. I still have my own savings from when I was still working. It may not be much compared to yours, but it's enough for me to live on. Meimei also has her own successful career. She doesn't need me to financially support her anymore. It's nice to have a husband, but I don't need one to feed myself! Hmph!"

"Jiahui, you." Long Tengfei sighed.