Lu Ranglian was dumbfounded; sure enough, something major had happened again.
He had a bad feeling.
"Hahaha, she said she has a handle on me, why doesn't she say that the handle is in my hands?"
Song Wanlin was unwilling; she had devotedly loved this man for fifteen years, once betraying her own husband for him.
She also gave up a dreamlike love for this man.
Back then, Su Qingli had woven countless enchanting dreams for her, but for this man, she personally shattered them, leading to her current downfall.
"Lu Ranglian, you actually want to divorce me for a slut!" Song Wanlin said, "Now you despise me as dirty, hahaha, it's all the men of your Lu Family, even if I'm dirty, can I be dirtier than you?"
Lu Ranglian was so shocked he stepped back two steps, his face pale as paper, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Didn't you ask me what hold Ye Xiumei has on me?" Song Wanlin stepped forward and grabbed Lu Ranglian's collar,
