Bu Zhanfeng wanted to divorce Xia Furong today, but now he failed to divorce Xia Furong. If he was actually divorced by Xia Furong, how could he lose his face?
"But as the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage. Mr. Bu, I will give you another chance, but you still want to divorce Mrs. Bu?"
Seeing Bu Zhanfeng being forced into a dead end by himself, the smile in Xia Chiwan's eyes deepened.
However, it was not Xia Chiwan's purpose to force Bu Zhanfeng to divorce Xia Furong, or to force Xia Furong to divorce Bu Zhanfeng.
For this reason, seeing Bu Zhanfeng's hasty behavior like a poor dog being forced into an alley, Xia Chiwan smiled, and what he said took a turn for the worse.
"Master Bu, you'd better not speak easily. I'll remind you again."
Seeing what Bu Zhanfeng wanted to say, Xia Chiwan interrupted Bu Zhanfeng.
"Master Bu, remember, if Master Bu insists on divorcing Mrs. Bu today, I will naturally not give up. But it is still unknown whether the final result will be as you want or as I want.
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As soon as Xia Chiwan said these words, Bu Zhanfeng felt as if someone had slapped him hard.
He was only a third-rank official, how could he possibly be able to compete with Xia Chiwan, Princess Changping.
Therefore, if he still wants to divorce Xia Furong, there is no doubt that he will be in bad luck because of this incident.
"Of course, if Mr. Bu changes his mind and doesn't want to divorce Mrs. Bu anymore, what I want to tell Mr. Bu is that once a man has said something, it is hard to follow him. Once he speaks today, Mrs. Bu will have to do it until his death.
Do you understand that I sleep in the same coffin as you in the Bu family's ancestral hall?"
Xia Chiwan narrowed her eyes and told Bu Zhanfeng directly that today Bu Zhanfeng nodded, even if Bu Zhanfeng died, there would be no possibility of getting rid of Xia Furong.
Xia Chiwan's words were a huge blow to Bu Zhanfeng.
Bu Zhanfeng had long been reluctant to have Xia Furong as his wife. Even if he could not marry Xia Chiwan, Bu Zhanfeng could not tolerate Xia Furong.
But today, Xia Chiwan directly told him that he would either die or live with Xia Furong for the rest of his life. Bu Zhanfeng felt a sweet feeling in his throat and his eyes turned slightly dark.
Does he really want to be tied to Xia Furong, a woman with a bad reputation, until his death?
"Master Bu, did you hear what I said clearly?" Seeing Bu Zhanfeng's delay in answering, Xia Chiwan looked at Bu Zhanfeng and asked.
"Your Majesty, listen clearly." Bu Zhanfeng took a deep breath. It seemed that he had really accepted the shame of Xia Furong.
This kind of cowardly anger when someone knocked out his teeth and swallowed blood and water directly made Yiyi Zhanfeng so angry that his liver hurt.
"That's the case, Mrs. Bu..." Xia Chiwan nodded with satisfaction, and then called Xia Furong.
"Princess Changping." She got the result she wanted most, that is, her face had been stepped on by Bu Zhanfeng in front of everyone, and Xia Furong's face was no longer so embarrassed.
"Thank you Princess Changping. From now on, I will definitely live in harmony with my husband, and live up to Princess Changping's help today."
Xia Furong gave a big gift to Xia Chiwan. For the first time in her life, she was so willing to bend her knees and kowtow to Xia Chiwan to express her gratitude.
If it weren't for Xia Chiwan, she would have been kicked away by Bu Zhanfeng today.