I looked down at my phone, and there was a message from Fu Hanzhou: "Honey, the pocket money has arrived. Is it enough to buy that bag?" Followed by a pitiful emoticon.
After three years of marriage, I thought he was just an ordinary man who could cook, repair home appliances, and hug me late at night and say, "My wife, thank you for your hard work." I thought I was supporting the family, I thought he was relying on me, I thought - I knew his details clearly.
Until I discovered that he had a world-limited watch hidden in a secret compartment of his wardrobe, until I saw the senior management of the group bending down to report in front of him, until President Fu, who was cold-faced and ruthless in front of outsiders, squatted next to the electric car after returning home and asked me pitifully: "Honey, the car is out of battery... Can you give me a lift?"
He smiled at me for three years. I just met him
