When to Divorce, I Have the Final Say

Han Chen's dark eyes flickered. "Coincidental, isn't it?"

Zhou Mo felt a bit uneasy and didn't dare to look up at Han Chen. She hesitated and bit her lip. "Can't we... not make it a deal?"

A faint smile appeared on Han Chen's lips, a smile that had been absent for a long time. "Finally willing to give in?"

Although the words "give in" didn't sound pleasant, Zhou Mo was caught in a dilemma. Since Han Chen said so, she could only accept it.

She remained silent, her face filled with embarrassment.

Han Chen said, "We don't have to make it a deal... but I have another request."

Zhou Mo raised her gaze and looked at him cautiously. "What request?"

"When to divorce, I have the final say," Han Chen's expression was full of satisfaction.

A chill ran down Zhou Mo's spine, and a sudden flame of anger surged in her heart. "On what grounds?"

"Otherwise, should we get a room tonight?" Han Chen countered.

Zhou Mo gritted her teeth. "You... shameless!"