Zhou Yucheng then remembered that there was a cooling-off period for divorces, and he felt quite annoyed.

Who set the cooling-off period for divorce?

In just one month, Ye Ya had acted like a demon many times.

"Auntie, do you think you can delay my father's determination to divorce in just one month?" Zhou Yucheng smiled arrogantly.

"You should think about how to avoid being kicked out of the house!"

“…”

Ye Ya's chest was heaving with anger, and she turned around and went straight upstairs.

She sat quietly in the dim bedroom, anger and resentment rising in her heart.

After all, her marriage with Zhou Huarong lasted for more than 20 years. She didn't expect that Zhou Huarong would be so ruthless!

Just because he was caught once, he wanted to divorce her. Didn’t he have affairs with other women when he was out socializing?

In the silence, a faint sound suddenly came from the balcony, and Ye Ya was stunned with fright.

Who is it?

A few seconds later, a soft voice called out from the window: "Xiaoya, Xiaoya!"

Ye Ya's heart trembled. It was Wang Lin!

Why is he back again?

Ye Ya hurriedly rushed to the balcony, opened the window and let Wang Lin in.

"You heartless person, didn't you just run away? Why are you back now?"

Wang Lin wiped the sweat from his forehead, rolled his eyes, and said, "Xiaoya, it's not that I don't have you in my heart."

"Given the situation just now, if I stay any longer, it will only be more disadvantageous to you!"

Seeing Ye Ya's unhappy expression, he coaxed her again: "I didn't go far. When I heard the noise inside die down, I immediately came back to find you!"

"You still have some conscience!" Ye Ya hammered Wang Lin's chest with her fair and tender hand and said in a delicate voice.

"That's right," Wang Lin hugged her, "Xiaoya, you are the woman I love most."

Ye Ya's face was full of joy, but suddenly turned gloomy again. She said gloomily, "That old man wants to divorce me."

"Divorce?" Wang Lin suppressed the sinister look in his eyes. "Did he really say that?"

Ye Ya didn't say anything, almost agreeing.

"It's okay to get divorced, Xiaoya. It would be great if you could go with me!" Wang Lin glanced at her expression and asked tentatively.

"You?" Ye Ya pushed him away, turned around and sat on the bed, and said coldly, "What can you give me?"

"Will you give me wealth and glory, or will you let my son inherit the company?"

Wang Lin's smile was a little awkward, but he still tried to coax her carefully: "But if he really wants to divorce you, what are you going to do?"

Ye Ya's teeth clenched, recalling Zhou Huarong's ruthlessness, and a plan immediately emerged in her mind.