Su Li couldn't help feeling guilty; she indeed entertained such thoughts. If Wei Chengfeng adamantly refused to divorce, perhaps she could make some effort with Old Lady Wei.
But she hadn't expected Wei Chengfeng to see through her ruse so easily.
"That, you're overthinking it."
"Am I? Maybe I should be telling you not to overthink." Wei Chengfeng took out his phone and asked, "What do you want to eat? I'll have someone bring it over."
Su Li's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she said somewhat petulantly. "I'm not eating. If you want to eat, eat by yourself. If you don't have anything else, I'm leaving."
"You're not leaving." Wei Chengfeng put his phone away, "Let's talk about something serious."
Upon hearing that, Su Li, who had just stood up, sat down again, "Okay, then let's talk about the divorce."
"You keep bringing up divorce; it seems you're truly determined to end this marriage, aren't you?"
"That's right."
