In the fifth year of our marriage, my husband, Huo Yuli, said we should finally take our belated honeymoon.
But our plane suddenly went down, and Huo Yuli forced me to give the only parachute to his old flame, Zhou Wen.
I couldn't believe it. I reminded him,
"Huo Yuli, don't forget, our daughter is on this plane too!"
Huo Yuli apologized gently, saying our daughter was his precious darling and should use it first.
Thankfully, it was a false alarm, and the plane landed safely. Huo Yuli protected me as usual.
But the next day, he tied our daughter up naked on an unmanned aircraft.
With his old flame in his arms, he looked at me coldly and said,
"Qi Wan, if you hadn't insisted on giving the parachute to our daughter, Wenwen wouldn't have been so frightened that she had nightmares."
"Since you care so much about your daughter, let her suffer a little and learn her lesson."
I kept my expression blank.
Then I turned and called Huo Yuli's rival.
"You want to bring Huo Yuli down, don't you? Marry me, and we'll do it together."
Like it very much, the scumbag got his comeuppance.