Lin Xiaolan was much quieter than before and seemed to have changed a great deal.
Zhang Yuxi, despite her cool exterior, had a warm heart and couldn't resist asking, "So, what's the situation with you and Song Yi?"
Lin Xiaolan shook her head. "His wife keeps dragging her feet and refuses to finalize the divorce."
Song Yi had a small villa in Meicheng and another house in his hometown. His wife was demanding a one-million-yuan settlement fee, plus half the value of the small villa. Since the villa's value had doubled, she wanted to be paid according to the current market price. Song Yi disagreed, insisting he would only pay based on the original price. They had been arguing over this for nearly six months.
Zhang Yuxi didn't say anything more, just a simple "Oh."
With a troubled frown, Lin Xiaolan asked, "What do you think I should do in this situation?"
Zhang Yuxi thought for a moment before replying, "It all boils down to money. Frankly, I don't think Song Yi is a good man."
