On a livestream variety show, my top-tier star best friend cured my autistic son without breaking a sweat.
Unlike my movie-star husband, who cried tears of joy, I rushed forward and slapped my son to the ground.
When my husband tried to stop me, I struck him twice in return.
Then I went straight ahead and asked for a divorce.
Hundreds of thousands of viewers called me a madwoman with a tendency to abuse people.
Only I knew that I'd been waiting five years for this day.
My husband, Gu Lin, couldn't understand why I'd suddenly gone crazy. He demanded loudly:
"Don't you love our son? Didn't you say you'd give your life for him to become a normal person?"
"Now that Yaqi has cured him, this should be the happiest day of our lives. Why are you asking for a divorce?"
I looked at Gu Lin coldly and pointed at our son.
"You know better than I do whether he's sick."
