Rong Sinan's handsome face showed obvious irritation as he looked down at Tang Ruan, "Tang Ruan, are you sure you want to break with me here?"
Tang Ruan cried and shook her head vigorously, "Si Nan, don't leave. Let's talk about the divorce; can I talk with you?"
At her words, Rong Sinan glanced at Tang Ruan's hand on his arm.
Seeing this, Tang Ruan immediately released her hand, moved to sit across from him, and clumsily wiped away her tears. Finally, she forced a smile while looking at Rong Sinan, "Si Nan, let's talk about the divorce, okay?"
Rong Sinan's eyes flickered slightly, and he sat down again.
Tang Ruan picked up the document, flipped through it, and took a look.
Rong Sinan stared at her trembling hands, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"Si Nan, I don't want the two billion. I just want the villa in Beisheng; that's our home with many beautiful memories. I still remember how you looked cooking for me in the kitchen. It was so beautiful."
