Xing Chen toyed with Big Ben's hand, suddenly coming to a halt.
His picturesque brows and eyes darkened instantly, becoming terrifyingly grim.
"Are you saying you want me to get a divorce?"
Xing Chen had already received his marriage certificate with Ran Xiangsi. If he wanted to marry Rebecca, he would first have to divorce Ran Xiangsi.
In this case, both Xing Chen and Rebecca would only be able to have a second marriage.
This might be something the Rebecca family cannot tolerate.
Xingtian had long known this son was not easy to deal with. He suddenly let out a cold laugh.
"Is this why you got a marriage certificate in Xuan Country behind my back? Hmph! Don't worry about the marriage history, I have my ways."
When Xingtian did something, he naturally had it all planned out. He wouldn't let his own son toy with him, would he?
Hearing this, Xing Chen's brows furrowed involuntarily.
Falsifying a marriage history might be an insurmountable task for ordinary people.
