"Sun Gang, you have to sign even if you sign, and you have to sign even if you don't sign."
Hao Li threw the divorce agreement on the coffee table, crossed her legs, and held a lady's cigarette in her hand.
She was wearing Chanel's latest dress and limited-edition high-heeled shoes, and her whole person exuded an aloofness.
Sun Gang was standing in the living room, holding in his hand the vegetables he had just bought from the supermarket - a live fish, a pound of ribs, and some vegetables.
This is his unshakable job every day. He gets up at six in the morning to make breakfast for the whole family, then goes to work at Su Group, and has to cook and clean when he comes back in the evening.
This kind of life lasted for three full years.
"Sister, what nonsense are you talking to this loser!"
Hao Li's younger brother, Hao Zhiqiang, walked down from the second floor, wearing an Armani suit and a watch worth hundreds of thousands on his wrist. "Why don't we just throw his things out?"
Sun Gang said nothing.
