Si Ye didn't react, his pitch-black eyes looking at her, but they were slowly turning cold, dark and cold, with a hint of bone-chilling iciness.
Chen Zhi looked away and continued, "I was just talking about this with mom. She said that if you agree to the divorce, then we'll get divorced."
"I don't agree!" Si Ye suddenly spoke up, his tone tight.
"Chen Zhi, what exactly is going on with you? Why are you asking for a divorce? Is there something I did wrong, or is there some problem? Just tell me, and we'll solve it together. Why are you suddenly asking for a divorce, what are you really thinking?"
If Si Ye hadn't heard Chen Zhi say she wanted to divorce him yesterday, his reaction today might have been one of disbelief, and he certainly would have thought Chen Zhi was throwing a tantrum or joking with him.
But since he had known about it yesterday, he wasn't surprised or incredulous at all.
