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"Divorce? If it's hard for you to say it, then I'll make the decision to go in your place." She sat on the edge of the bed and kept wiping the tears off her face with a tissue.

"I can't leave." I said very calmly.

"Leng Xingran, you bastard!" Han Jia immediately stood up from the bed, angrily pointing at me who was sitting on the bed.

I saw disappointment in Han Ha's eyes