He glanced at the torn divorce agreement that Shanglu held in his palm.

No matter how crisp and calm Qiao Qiao looks on the outside, how complicated and uncomfortable she is on the inside.

Hiding her turbulent emotions, she closed the zipper of her bag and put it on her shoulder.

He lowered his eyes.

"I originally wanted to go to a roadside stall to eat with you, but I think I'd better forget it."

She was not in the mood to eat.

She thought he might not be in the mood either.

Besides, he also needs to digest and think about the divorce.

Qiao Qiao turned around and left.

His arm was grabbed by the pokeweed behind him.

The force in his palm increased from light to heavy, gradually deepening.

In the end, Qiao Qiao's arm was so painful that it was unbearable.

He couldn't help but frowned.

There was no more smile on Shangluca's face.

He asked in the coldest voice, "Are you determined about the divorce?"

He forced her company to close down, determined to make her a full-time wife.

Don't discuss with her, don't respect her, don't care about her feelings.

She couldn't accept it.

He nodded firmly, "Yes."

"..." Shang Lu's forehead collapsed.

The strength in the hands gradually increased.

The weight was so heavy that Qiao Qiao couldn't bear it, and it felt like the bones in his arms were about to be crushed by pokeweed.

Looking at his face with a tight forehead, Qiao Qiao sighed inwardly.

He must be in pain.

Qiao Qiao understood his mood.

Why isn't she in pain?

She has already said that she will balance the relationship between family and work in the future and put her husband first.

But he still had to force her company to close down and make her a full-time wife.

Is it so easy to be a full-time housewife?

Look at those women in society who have become stay-at-home wives and ask their husbands for money every day with their palms turned up.

Ask them if they regret it?

They will definitely regret it.

No job, no economic income, no self, no social value.

I just hang around my husband and kids all day long.

It's okay if your husband hurts you, but if you don't feel hurt by your husband and you still have to be disliked and complained about, that's a miserable thing.

Even if it hurts, it is only temporary.

As time goes by, you will get tired of it.

Qiao Qiao has a clear mind and doesn't want to be a stay-at-home wife.

After divorce, Shanglun has no right to control what kind of job she wants to do.

Even if he had all the power in the world, he would not dare to do anything to her.

The more she thought about it, the straighter she straightened her back, "When are you free? Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the procedures."

"..."

"Also, Phytolacca. We'd better tell Dad directly about the divorce."

"..."

"Say it sooner or later, it's all about it."

It would have been a long time ago to have said so.

It was obvious that the bones of his hand were very painful from being pinched by Phytolacca, but Qiao Qiao's face was still so clean and crisp.

Not sloppy at all.

That's the kind of character she has, once she decides something, she won't look back.

But only she knew that she felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment.

My heart felt like a war in chaos.

The more this happens, the more she hides it.

This made Shang Lu feel that she was heartless and unjust.

He, the richest man in Peng City, coaxed and pampered her so shamelessly.

Isn’t this enough?

I still need a divorce.

Shang Lu was extremely angry.

"Let me ask you one last time." He asked in the coldest voice, "Have you ever loved me from the beginning to the end?"

Ever loved?

Qiao Qiao himself didn't know much about it.

Probably she was alone and cold, with no one around her except Song Wei.

Suddenly, a considerate husband came to her, who was willing to share the housework with her and leave all his wages to her for safekeeping. She felt at ease and safe.

But it's not really love.

But if it wasn't love, why was she feeling so uncomfortable?

It should be love.

She wasn't sure either.

Anyway, she really gave her best and wanted to live a good life with Phytolacca.

Suddenly two obstacles came up.

One is the astonishing identity of the richest man in Shanglu and Pengcheng.

First, Shang Lufei forced her to become a full-time wife.

The first thing is okay, she can try to adapt to his status as the richest man in Peng City and try to get closer to him.

But she couldn't overcome the second obstacle.

The confusion in his eyes made Shang Lu's forehead tighten even more, and his broad shoulders slumped.

Such a nine-foot-long, hot-blooded man suddenly had his eyes filled with pain.

But the same goes for Phytolacca. The more hurt he is, the more he covers it up with cold eyes, "I'm asking you a question."

Qiao Qiao didn't want to lie to herself.

I don't want to lie to him either.

She said frankly, "Maybe I have loved her, but not that deeply."

Otherwise, how could she be unwilling to sacrifice herself and become his full-time wife willingly?

This answer is considered to be for Phytolacca.

It could be regarded as giving her an answer to her inner confusion.

"Perhaps I loved you?"

Shangluca smiled bitterly and let go of Qiao Qiao's arm.

His hands dropped to his sides and curled up tightly.

perhaps!!??

What a ridiculous answer.

He was unwilling to give in, "Then when you were sleeping with me and calling me husband again and again, how did you feel? Don't you love me either?"

Qiao Qiao looked helplessly at the man with eyes full of ice blades.
To be continued...