Chen Li spent his whole life being a pushover.
At the factory, he fixed the machines, but the workshop director took the credit. At home, he gave in to Lin Xiaoman in everything, while her heart belonged to someone else.
It was only when he was gravely ill and heard Lin Xiaoman say, "Once he's gone, I'll finally be free," that he finally gave up on her.
When he opened his eyes again, a red double-happiness enamel basin sat by the bed, and Lin Xiaoman was still wearing her wedding clothes.
Chen Li didn't go near her this time.
"Let's get divorced."
With that, he grabbed his jacket and headed straight for the workshop.
He had repaired the imported machine tool that had stumped the entire factory. And he wasn't going to keep putting up with the director who had stolen half a lifetime's worth of credit from him.
Lin Xiaoman thought he wouldn't dare divorce her. The workshop director thought he wouldn't dare fight back.
But this time, Chen Li just wanted to see how good life could be if he relied on his own abilities and stopped letting himself be wronged.
