Just now, Zheng Yiyun's car was sold, and going to her shop to buy a Mercedes S would probably infuriate her to death.
Thinking about it, Li Zhiyan started to feel excited, as he really enjoyed the enticing sight of Zheng Yiyun getting livid, her chest heaving with rage.
"Sis, Zhang Wu doesn't know about your situation now, right?"
"Mm..."
Ding Baijie felt somewhat dark and confused when it came to Zhang Wu, considering that, as an uneducated rural woman, getting divorced was like the sky falling down on her—with no future. However, looking at Li Zhiyan beside her, Ding Baijie became filled with confidence about the future.
"I had my phone smashed during the departure, and I didn't bring the SIM card either."
"Now I've completely lost contact."
"That's good. Just settle in here and have peace of mind for the New Year."