【I have something to tell you when I get home.】

I looked at the message sent to me by Qiao Fenghong on my phone and smiled.

I immediately put down the work in my hands and went home.

As soon as I entered the house, Qiao Fenghong handed me a divorce agreement.

His face was solemn, seeming reluctant, and with great determination he said, "Since you are disappointed in me, let's get a divorce. I am tired too."

I crossed my arms, smiling, and said, "Divorce is fine, but you have to record a video saying you wrongly accused Xiaoyun."

"No!" Qiao Fenghong's face turned ugly at once and he refused outright.

I shook my head indifferently, "In that case, I won't divorce."

I turned to leave without hesitation, but he grabbed my hand directly:

"Must our marriage end in such an ugly way?" There was anger in his eyes.

I shook off his hand directly, "If you don't agree, there's nothing to discuss."

Before I took two steps, Qiao Fenghong's voice, filled with resentment, came from behind, "Fine! I'll record it!"

I immediately turned around, smiling, placed my phone on the coffee table, facing Qiao Fenghong's face. His face turned red, and he struggled to say a word.

"Hurry up." I was a bit impatient.

Finally, Qiao Fenghong stood up, bowed and apologized, and explained the whole situation.

Now he dared not spread rumors, otherwise, I wouldn't agree to a divorce.

Satisfied, I put away my phone, made several backups, and turned to leave.

Qiao Fenghong stood in front of me, "Sign the divorce agreement."

I chuckled, took out two stacks of photos from my pocket, and slapped them hard on Qiao Fenghong's face, "Do you really think I don't know what you've been up to?"

A hint of fear appeared on Qiao Fenghong's face. His eyes kept glancing at the scattered photos on the ground, not even noticing the wound on his face.

But soon he calmed down and was about to speak when a figure suddenly dashed out of my bedroom.

It was Xu Linlin.