C125 His White Hair Was like a New One and His Face Was like an Old One

The pitiful would always have something to hate. He no longer wanted to rack his brains to find a villa for his mother.

"It's good that you know." Wen Mingdao stood up and said, "Let's go to your uncle's house. I have to tell you that your mother and I have divorced..."

He insisted on divorcing Ann Yumeng because of his two sons.

A wise man would always have three helpers