This was the first time since Su Yunlei could remember that she had a candlelight dinner with her mom and dad. Over the years, their relationship really had been very good.
When they had almost finished eating, Lin Qiao also smiled and said, "Old Su, I'm really happy today. Thank you."
"No need to be so polite; we're an old married couple, after all. But, indeed, there's something I want to tell you all."
Lin Qiao propped her chin with one hand, looking at him with a hint of intoxication: "What is it? Do we still need to beat around the bush between us? Just say it."
Su Xingzhan knew that the moment had finally come, and he was ready.
"Lin Qiao, let's get a divorce."
Suddenly, Su Yunlei also sobered up.
"Dad, what are you saying?"
