After unexpectedly failing the inevitable interview, I was devastated and saw my wife and my best friend spending a lot of money in a luxury store.
When she was confused, she heard her best friend ask:
"Are you going to keep pretending to be poor and hiding it from Bi Cong? Doesn't he love you very much? You even gave birth to a child for him, is this just for fun?!"
The wife smiled jokingly and said, "Of course! I'm pretending to be poor just because I don't want to spend money on him. We're not married anyway, but I seem to have fallen in love with his brother and I'm a little reluctant to leave."
"Ah! No wonder you arranged for personnel to assign that position to his brother. I remember that your husband also applied for this position! What if he finds out?"
She still didn't care: "It doesn't matter. We're not even married. If we find out, we'll just throw it away."
She got pregnant the year she graduated in 1985. In order to take care of her, I had no choice but to give up my status as a fresh graduate and was trapped at home taking care of their mother and daughter for five years.
She thought I was incompetent, but she let someone give me the high-paying job that should belong to me, just to make him happy, and she blamed me for being careless.
The daughter always looks at her niece's princess dress and solid gold safety lock with envy, but she doesn't know that her "poor" mother bought all these for her niece to please her.
I gave up completely and flew to Beijing overnight with my daughter in my arms.
