"You... you..." Senior Madame Jing pointed at Loo Zhongtang's nose, too angry to speak.
Sitting beside Senior Madame Jing and Jing Shasha, Jing Anrou had been silent the entire time without saying a word. Suddenly, she looked at Loo Zhongtang: "Loo Zhongtang, let's get a divorce."
Loo Zhongtang was immediately stunned, "Anrou, what did you say?"
"I said, let's get a divorce!" Jing Anrou stood up, looking at him, her face exhausted. "Loo Zhongtang, it's been so many years, we're husband and wife in name only. In reality, we've been dreaming different dreams in the same bed, each with our own thoughts. I'm tired, I want to divorce you."
Loo Zhongtang looked at Jing Anrou incredulously, "Anrou, you... you..."
Not only was Loo Zhongtang shocked, but Loo Yaxin was also stunned.
Neither Loo Zhongtang nor Loo Yaxin ever thought Jing Anrou would take the initiative to propose a divorce.
Everyone who knew Jing Anrou knew that Jing Anrou loved Loo Zhongtang.
Loved him deeply.
