Seeing Yan Feng remain silent, his gaze dark and contemplative, Xia Ling pressed on. “Besides, Ciyou has wanted to divorce you for a long time. Now that she’s latched onto Bo Jinxiu, she couldn’t care less about being Mrs. Yan. She said she doesn’t want you anymore. She said… she’d give you to me. She even signed the divorce papers and handed them over.” Xia Ling’s voice dropped to a conspiratoria