C25 That's not going to be a divorce

Jiang Wanwan was stunned, she looked at Han Qing in confusion.

She raised her finger and pointed it at her mouth, indicating that she would no longer scream. Han Qing then released his grip on her finger.

"What the hell do you mean?" In the darkness, Jiang Wanwan stood facing the moonlight. Her back was straight, and her face was slightly cold. A faint cold light flashed in her pretty eyes