"All of you shut up. We are with each other willingly. Why are you all slandering us like this?"
The mistress glared sharply around the hospital room, raising her voice loudly.
"You two better leave quickly, I won't divorce unless you voluntarily give up custody of Bubu."
The woman on the hospital bed was as pale as a ghost, but her eyes were filled with a crimson red.
Han Xi looked coldly at the two people, her words merciless: "If you don't want to be thrown out by security, you'd better leave now."
The man glared viciously at the woman on the bed: "You wait and see, I have plenty of ways to make you sign."
After they left, Han Xi took out her phone from the pocket of her white coat: "I just recorded everything. Taking this to court will definitely be useful for you."
