In the grand hall of the Jiang Family, a group of people sat in tense silence.
"I can save him, but only if he divorces Jiang Caiwei."
As Jiang Jiubai pointed at her with a dead serious finger, Jiang Caiwei's face turned pale.
"Jiang Jiubai," Jiang Caiwei was practically seething, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"
"I haven't finished." With a sideways glance at her, Jiang Jiubai languidly uttered out few more words, "Divorce Jiang Caiwei, then... marry me!"
The last two words were so resonant that they silenced the entire hall.
The servants in the hall glanced towards the woman seated in the center of the room, their eyes filled with scorn.
The brother-in-law was critically ill, looking to Jiang Jiubai as their last hope, but as Jiang Caiwei's half-sister, she dares to make such a despicable request.
This was indeed taking advantage of a disaster.