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I never expected that Gu Shaoxuan would leave the mess behind in China and chase all the way to Paris.
He burst into the art studio and directly punched Mu Zhixu.
"Bastard, you're the one seducing my wife!"
I hurriedly rushed up to pull Gu Shaoxuan away, but instead, he hugged me tightly.
"Wen Nan, you still care about me, don't you? Look, I came all the way to Paris for you. You should forgive me by now, right? Can we start over?"
I pushed him: "No! The divorce agreement is signed. I have nothing to do with you."
"No! I won't go through with the divorce proceedings."
"If you don't, I'll file a lawsuit. Gu Shaoxuan, there's no way back for us."
"No! No! No!"
Gu Shaoxuan clutched his hair and began to roar, and in the end, he even tried to forcibly kiss me.
I was utterly disgusted but couldn't push him away.
In the end, it was Mu Zhixu who floored him with a punch.
I quickly dashed to Mu Zhixu's side, holding his hand anxiously: "How could you hit someone?"