Zhang Zhongyong's expression was grim as he remained silent. He had originally thought he had Su Meimei by the scruff, with enough leverage to bully her. As a man who had been cuckolded, his feelings were understandable; he wished he could torment Su Meimei daily to vent his fury. However, he now found out this vile woman threatened to expose his son's affair and report them.
If she reported it, our lives—mine and my son's—would be over! Our fate would be even worse than Sun Yinrui's! This damned woman!
Uncle continued tapping on the table. "So, Meimei, what do you say? A divorce and we go our separate ways, or…?"
Su Meimei, biting her nails, said with confident nonchalance, "That's up to him." I'll definitely expose him and ruin his reputation before any divorce.
Uncle looked at Zhang Zhongyong, who immediately replied anxiously, "Of course, we can't divorce. I'll cut off all ties with her immediately and send them far away once the Dark Day is over."
