After three years of marriage, she always thought that he loved her. Although he was not hot to her, he was not too cold. She thought, maybe this is what he loved, but she didn't know until that woman appeared. Love can be very warm in the first place. He said he would not divorce because he was already married, but he went out with that woman every day. She began to suspect, doubt, follow, and even resorted to tricks to deal with that woman And his eyes were cold, his voice was even colder, Yu Xinduo, since you don't believe me, we divorced, she cried and begged him, but he pulled her hand away, I'll give you seven days, if you still can't Li Yu, we are still divorced. She took the painting in An Zhiran's hand, and she asked why she was crying. The corners of An Zhiran's lips were a little cold. If a man doesn't love you, he doesn't love you, so you're doomed. She didn't believe it , because she believed that he still had some feelings for her, she tried her best to express herself, but no one thought that, seven days had passed, he threw away their wedding rings and tore up their marriage certificates. He despised embarrassment She, Yu Xinduo, don't want me to give me a dime... Sign the divorce papers, get out. She was holding that painting in her hand, with the same teary eyes as in the painting, she said, An Zhi Of course, you guessed it right, he doesn't love me, no matter what, he won't love me...