Even though they were separated by the phone, the woman's voice remained strong and sharp.
Qiao Shan felt like her eardrums were being pierced by her shouting.
"Du Feifei, how dare you use Mr. Gong's phone to call me without permission?"
"If I didn't use his phone, would you have even picked up? Qiao Shan, how shameless can you be! He's already agreed to divorce you; just get it done. Do you really think dragging it out will get you anywhere? Let me tell you, keep your word!"
Du Feifei's voice was like a machine gun, rattling on nonstop.
Qiao Shan held onto a tree, her face pale, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.
These days, she was indeed supposed to hand things over to Du Feifei...
But her health was really unwell, so she stayed a couple of days to rest. As she was feeling slightly better, Li Jiaqi happened to invite her to a wedding.
She just delayed it by three days.
Thinking that he didn't care in those three years, how could he mind these three days?
