Contract Marriage: Boss, Let's divorce

Chuxia curved her lips into a smile toward Zheng Rourou, her voice sweet, "Oh, I forgot to say, I am Shi Che’s wife, Ling Chuxia."

Chuxia’s calm voice slipped into Zheng Rourou’s ears, causing her eyes to widen in disbelief, "How is that possible? Let me tell you... there’s a limit to lying...."

Zheng Rourou hadn’t finished her sentence when Ling Chuxia directly responded, "Do you want me to show you the marriage certificate?"

Perhaps it was because Ling Chuxia was too composed, too serene, that Zheng Rourou’s originally scornful words, halfway through, could not continue. Could it be that the woman before her was truly Shi Che’s wife?

After all, Zheng Rourou had never seen Shi Che dine alone with any woman before, not even herself had been given such treatment. With this thought, her heart shook slightly.

But losing face was not an option for her. Zheng Rourou still tried her best to stand tall, suppressing the shiver, and snorted coldly, "Even if you are President Shi’s wife, so what? President Shi doesn’t love you, otherwise he wouldn’t be with me! We are true love."

As the words "true love" fell, Ling Chuxia’s face changed drastically, her voice swiftly turned icy, "Believe it or not, if you say one more word, I’ll tear your mouth apart!"

She thought she was entitled to talk about true love? The person Shi Che truly loved was her elder sister! She couldn’t even compare to a single hair on her elder sister’s head!

Zheng Rourou was startled by Ling Chuxia’s sudden threat, subconsciously shutting her mouth. When she realized what had happened, she felt utterly humiliated, and anger twisted her beautiful features, "You dare?"