After five years of marriage, he has a successful career and I wash my hands and make soup.
What he got in exchange was indifference, contempt, and a sentence:
"You eat my food and wear my clothes, why are you dissatisfied?"
I signed the divorce agreement with a smile and left home.
No crying or fussing.
From setting up a street stall to opening a small shop,
From nothing to prosperity.
I bought a car and a house by myself, and lived a beautiful and flamboyant life.
Later, he regretted it so much that he blocked himself in the downstairs of our company:
"Nian Nian, please come back, please. I can't live without you."
I raised my eyes lightly:
"At first you thought I was useless, but now I am independent and dazzling.
Sorry, I don't need you anymore, I'm fine on my own. "
The best destination for a woman is never marriage.
Be independent, self-loving, and never bow down to yourself.
