My Dear You

After two years of marriage, Bao Qi felt more and more that this marriage was really boring. Do I need to make an appointment to see my husband? Not going home? A scandal? Is there still a cold war? How can I, Baoqi, endure such humiliation? So there was a conversation: "The divorce agreement has been sent to your company, please sign for it." Bao Qi's angry voice came through the phone. "Abao, open the kitchen door and make breakfast," someone on the phone said thoughtfully, as if with a hint of a smile. "I'm going to tell you something serious. Why are you bringing this up? No, there's no way to open the kitchen door?" "Yeah, no way, Abao." After saying this, someone hung up the phone. At this time, Bao Qi wanted to understand. She was so angry that she ate two bowls of someone's breakfast. She thought: I can't beat you, but I still can't eat you? What will happen when the quirky Bao Qi meets the sinister and forbearing Wen Ge? Of course, there is only one ending: eat it and take it home! ! ! This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.