"You little bitch, what does this have to do with you? Want me to divorce your uncle? Keep dreaming."
"An'an, be careful." Luo Wan exclaimed, instinctively trying to shield Shen You'an.
Shen You'an pulled Luo Wan aside to dodge, and the slipper grazed Shen You'an's shoulder, hitting the wall.
Shen You'an's eyes turned cold as she looked up at Zhou Qin.
Zhou Qin, startled by her gaze, felt frustrated thinking about how she'd been controlled by a young girl for so many years. Anyway, she was at her wits' end now, so there was nothing to fear.
"I warn you, if you glare at me again, I'll gouge your eyes out," Zhou Qin threatened, pointing at Shen You'an.
"Zhou Qin," Zhang Jian shouted, his face twitching violently in anger.
He pointed at Zhou Qin, his finger trembling intensely.
"You... tell me, what will it take for you to agree to a divorce?"
"This house goes to me, all the bankbooks go to me, and you'll pay me five thousand each month in alimony, otherwise no deal."
