He thought about those three years of marriage with Gu Nanqiao, she never told him she loved him even once.
But no matter how he neglected her, how he hurt her, she never betrayed him.
Perhaps, that was true affection.
Qin Jiaran looked at his back, as if doused by a cold splash, unable to speak for a long time.
After a while, Fu Lingfeng slowly turned around, walked over from the floor-to-ceiling window, and glanced at her lightly, "Jiaran, let's get a divorce."
Qin Jiaran had anticipated this moment, but when she actually heard it, she almost broke down.
She shook her head, crying, "No, I won't, I won't divorce."
Fu Lingfeng remained firm and didn't soften at her tears, "Zhou Ronghao can give you what you want, but I cannot."
"..."
His words undoubtedly struck her sore spot.
Qin Jiaran's expression changed, "Lingfeng, do you really refuse to give me even one chance?"
