Chen Xiangyun had been living in the Northwest for ten years, and she gave up her husband to a college student, but what she got in exchange was a divorce document and harsh words that she wanted to take away her daughter.
"You yellow-faced woman is not worthy of me now."
Chen Xiangyun wiped away her tears and moved into a drafty adobe house next to the national highway with her daughter in her arms.
Next door is the long-distance freight station, where the most ferocious "rough guy" within a hundred miles lives, Lu Han.
He was bald and muscular, and there were even rumors that he had blood on his hands. Everyone was waiting to see how this cute little white rabbit was swallowed up by the wolf.
But in the dead of night, the man with a sinister face would turn off the engine of the dozens of tons of heavy trucks and push them for two hundred meters with sweat on his back, just for fear of disturbing the sweet dreams of the mother and daughter next door.
On the window sill, today there is a bag of rare lychees, and tomorrow there is a stack of banknotes that even contain body temperature.
Lu Han put out the cigarette butt and stared at the beautiful figure with hot eyes: "I don't understand the ways of scholars, but I know how to love my wife. Who dares to make you shed a tear in the future, I will make him regret his birth for the rest of his life!"
When her ex-husband drove a Santana to show off, Lu Han drove a heavy truck directly across the front of his car: "She is the bone of my heart. If you miss, just drive one step further!"
