

It was said that the killing was decisive. The cold-blooded and ruthless Gong Mingyang had married a young ancestor. In fact, he really did marry an ancestor. He held it in his hand, afraid of falling it, afraid of melting it in his mouth. This truly was an earth-shattering favor, causing both humans and gods to be angry. However, the little ancestor's face was full of disdain as he clamored for a divorce every day. "Do you have time today? Go and get your divorce certificate!" Early in the morning, a certain woman stood in front of the bathroom door with a solemn expression. "As long as there's no divorce, I'll give you anything you want." As long as I can get a divorce, I don't want anything. He had married her under the guise of repaying her gratitude, trapping her by his side. In reality, his heart had belonged to her since two years ago. However, this woman was too stubborn. How could he make her understand that he only wanted her in this life?