"Fu Sihan, let's get a divorce."
Su Niannian slapped the signed agreement on the table, and the man in front of her didn't even raise his head: "Don't make trouble."
She had had enough of four years of widowed marriage.
Why should that man who has never even held a parent-teacher meeting keep her waiting?
"Daddy! My mommy said she would give you freedom!"
Four-year-old Fu Xiaobao rushed out and hugged Fu Sihan's thigh, making a sweet sound: "Do you agree?"
Fu Sihan finally looked up.
He thought she was just having a temper tantrum.
It wasn't until he signed the divorce agreement, returned to his empty home, and found that he couldn't even use the dishwasher that he realized that he couldn't live a second without Su Niannian.
Facing the successive suitors, the coveted female partner, and the son who shouted "Uncle Lu is so handsome" every day, Fu Sihan panicked for the first time.
"Honey, can you give me another chance?"
Su Niannian sneered: "We are now ex-husband and ex-wife, please respect yourself."
Xiaobao secretly recorded from the side: "Grandma, daddy failed to chase his wife for the 28th time!"
