"I'm going to give Ruoruo a perfect wedding, so you have to leave!" Ye Beichen leaned against the sofa, languid and cold. Wu Jin was as cold as stone sculpture, his face again indifferent.,"Sign the divorce agreement quickly! I slept with you for two years, and earned five hundred million. You've been very valuable." He always excelled at stabbing at people's hearts, never holding back.,"But I suggest you reduce the number of fetuses, otherwise, having too many could be dangerous!"。