After a few seconds of silence, Zhan Moxiao furrowed his brows deeply, "Qingnan, do you really want to divorce Lin Ziran?"
Qin Qingnan looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh, "I have no other choice, Moxiao, I've been pushed to the edge of the cliff. My bone marrow is a perfect match for my mom. If I don't get divorced, she absolutely won't accept my bone marrow and would rather die than forgive me.
What else can I do? My mom is using her life to punish me, what can I do?
I am a man who no longer has the right to talk about love, so I have to set Xiao Ran free."
As he spoke, Qin Qingnan began to sob uncontrollably over the phone, covering his eyes with one hand as tears streamed through his fingers.
A man who once took entertainment as his life's principle was heartbroken.
Zhan Moxiao felt sorry for his brother and couldn't bear to blame Qin Qingnan, so he sighed softly, "I'll transfer the money to you right now."
