With several creaks, the door to the room swung open.,Wang Heng's face lit up with delight, and he coughed twice before stepping forward. "Zi Xi, just go along with him and sign the divorce agreement. Marry me, and I promise to make you happy.",Actually, he could endure all of this, after all, he was just a failure. Yang Zixie was so outstanding, with a Harvard MBA degree, marrying him, such a loser, would make people laugh and she wouldn't be able to hold her head up. What humiliation could he possibly feel。