Chapter 8

"Sister Miaomiao, what a coincidence, I wanted to invite you, but Brother Xing didn't want to."

Cheng Rourou's lips curled smugly; she could get Xing Zhao to abort my child with just one sentence.

Xing Zhao's face showed a hint of delight, his expression still confident.

"Miaomiao, I knew you were joking about divorce, you're still concerned about me."

"You came specifically to find me, didn't you? Don't misunderstand, Rourou's brother came to the city, I, as the boss, naturally have to show some courtesy."

The lame excuse was sickening to hear.

I waved my hand.

"Xing Zhao, we're already divorced, your matters have nothing to do with me, I'm here to meet a friend."

"What friend? Do I know them? I'll accompany you."

Xing Zhao almost immediately responded, completely ignoring the first half of my sentence.

"Brother Xing, but didn't we agree..."

"Shut up!"

Xing Zhao shouted at Cheng Rourou, her small face instantly scrunched up, tears fell down one after another.