Hua Xi had long since discovered that the real Jiang Xinli, now that she was back to her senses, was in love with Sheng Tianze.
If he stayed by her side, he feared he wouldn't even have the chance to humble himself for a place in her heart.
At this thought, Hua Xi's heart clenched painfully. He slowly held out a divorce agreement.
Jiang Xinli feigned a sigh, taking it with a dejected look on her small face.
She didn't want to look at Xuan Ying, but she had to.
A playful glint flickered in his ice-blue eyes as he said with a wicked smile:
"I want a divorce, too. You may have gotten my first kiss, but I don't need you to take responsibility for it."
Jiang Xinli: "..."
A sheet of paper fluttered down in front of Jiang Xinli.
"You—" Jiang Xinli clenched her fists, suppressing her rage as she turned to Sheng Tianze, who was closest. "What about you?"
The gazes of the other four husbands shot toward him like sharp arrows.
