
When I Took the Initiative to Divorce, He Panicked
by I Ate Sweet And Sour Pork Ribs
About This Novel
Fu Chen and I were together for eight years, and we started a business with him for five years, but we couldn't even afford a piece of land to bury my father. I called him to ask for help, but he was busy buying bags with his little lover and casually hung up the phone on me. I had no choice but to sell the love tokens between me and him. When he found out, he was furious and took away the money I paid for selling the things. Then he moved all the valuable things in the house to my lover's house, under the pretext of keeping them temporarily. I had no choice but to temporarily put the coffin in the basement. On Valentine's Day, Fu Chen's little lover came to the house and deliberately went to the basement to touch his father's coffin. He opened the lid of his father's coffin and pointed at his body and said it was disgusting. I stepped forward to stop her, but Fu Chen held me back: "Of course I didn't mean it." Fu Chen looked at his father's body in disgust and shook me off: "Besides, it's really disgusting." "It's all my fault for raising you so well. Since you like to be with the coffin, We want to stay together, then from today on, you will live in the basement." That night, he and his little lover were having a passionate fight in my room. I was so heartbroken that I covered my father's coffin and used the few hundred dollars I had left to make an appointment with a moving company for tomorrow afternoon. Fu Chen, don't you want to see me? Then I won't appear in front of you again.
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