Feng Bailing's and Dongfang Mosheng's expressions both changed.
Feng Bailing was a picture of delighted surprise, followed by shock.
Dongfang Mosheng, however, was staring at Dugu Wu intently.
"Father!"
The two children exclaimed in unison.
"Dugu Wu, you really are like a lingering spirit."
Dongfang Mosheng glared furiously at Dugu Wu.
"The divorce with Bailong is final; you have no right to disagree."
"Tian Jizi, you're already a senile old man, yet you still covet my woman."
"You!"
Dongfang Mosheng trembled with rage.
Feng Bailing could barely contain her laughter, but managed not to let it show.
"Dugu Wu, this is my business."
Feng Bailing said with a straight face.
"Who says it's your business? You're my Princess Consort."
Dugu Wu glared at Feng Bailing.
"The divorce paper is written in black and white; do you intend to deny it?"
Feng Bailing huffed angrily.
"Divorce paper?"
Feng Bailing produced the very document.
"Look carefully at the name on it."
