Gu Jin's deep gaze finally landed on Ji Xia, lingering for a long time before slowly shifting to the divorce agreement in front of him. He stared at the elegant and flowing script, his brow furrowed.,Gu Jinhe put the divorce agreement in his hand heavily on the tea table.,Listening to the hurried rustle of clothes being put on behind the door, my mind unconsciously recalled her face, which had just flushed a shy red, and I frowned.。