March 15 Being Jealous, Lips Very Soft, Instantly Slapped in the Face [1 Update]

Fu Yihan only looked at her indifferently and showed no intention of speaking again.

Su Ruan's heart began to harbor an extremely unsettling premonition. She reached out and took the document from Fu Yihan's hand.

On it were clearly written five words—

Divorce Agreement.

Su Ruan's hand shook, almost unable to believe her eyes as she began flipping through the pages.

Fu Yihan had finally come home for once, and it was to divorce her?

And on top of that, she was to leave with nothing?

"Yihan, stop joking around," Su Ruan couldn't accept it, "Haven't we been doing well? I even prepared ingredients today to cook for you. What divorce are you talking about?"

She reached out to grab Fu Yihan's suit jacket, pleading, "Yihan, the Su Family has already disowned my dad. You're all I have left, truly the only one, can we not divorce?"

"Sign it," was all Fu Yihan said, those three same words. He was thoroughly disappointed, detached, "Don't lose all your dignity."