To marry him, I got pregnant before we were even engaged. But I never expected that on the very first day after my month of confinement, he would throw my things out and tell me to get lost. I braced my aching back and finally finished washing my daughter Tangtang's diapers. The little girl, who had only been asleep for half an hour, started crying again. "Xiao Meng! Your daughter is crying again. Get over here!" Li Chuan shouted from the bedroom, his voice full of impatience. I hurried in, picked up my daughter, and soothed her as I expertly lifted my shirt to breastfeed her. Li Chuan was still sitting at his computer desk playing games. Seeing this, I couldn't help complaining, "She's your daughter too. Can't you pick her up..."
