Two-faced President, So Hard to Placate (54)

Zhang Jingyu's head ached a little. He sighed.

"I know she's suffered grievances these past two years.

But don't forget, the triennial presidential election is about to begin. We absolutely can't let something like this happen at a time like this."

"And besides, she'll still be marrying into the Zhang family. Aren't you afraid people outside will gossip?"

The bigger this gets, the more people will find out, and the more people will gossip.

Even a grown man like him couldn't withstand the pressure brought by public opinion, let alone a woman like her.

"I don't care about any of that. I just want her to get divorced as soon as possible."

At worst, he would take her and elope somewhere far away—to another province, overseas, anywhere would do.

He suddenly realized that if that coward Zhang Jingyu refused to leave, he wouldn't be able to leave either. He grew irritated again and said,

"If you're worried about those old fellows below who are itching to make a move, I'll deal with them for you over the next couple of days."

As long as they didn't stand in the way of his little woman getting divorced, anything was fine.

"I'll deal with them myself."

Zhang Jingchen sneered. "Hmph, you'll deal with them yourself? How are you going to do that when you faint at the sight of blood?"

Zhang Jingyu was also angered into embarrassment. "None of your business. Anyway, I'll deal with it myself."

"Fine. Then I'll wait and see."

Knowing his personality well, Zhang Jingchen quickly realized something was wrong. "Wait, why are you suddenly so brave?"

That coward was even afraid of blood, let alone daring to kill anyone.

"You're not planning to put on a good show in front of her so she'll agree to marry