Summary
In the year since our marriage, Xi Zongyu’s first love has come to see me three times.
The first time, she was simply curious as to how a woman like me, who could never make it to the stage, managed to marry Xi Zongyu.
The second time, she told me that the house I was living in now was originally prepared by Xi Zongyu as a wedding home for her.
The third time, she showed up with a pregnancy test report, advising me not to continue occupying what was never mine.
I smiled politely and expressed my regret:
“Miss Meng, I promised him that whether we divorce and when we divorce is up to him.
“You should talk to him. If he wants a divorce, I’m ready anytime.”