The woman who had just taken a bath, and the mist on her body had not yet dissipated, was wrapped in sexy pajamas, sitting on the bedside and scrolling through Weibo.
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After a while of typing on the phone's keyboard, there was a new update on her Weibo: My husband went out late at night to have a tryst with someone else's wife, leaving me alone to guard the empty room. Alas, the long night is lonely and empty. . .
Within a moment, another comment appeared on Weibo: If you talk nonsense again, be careful, I will go back and cut you! I was just accompanying my daughter to see the doctor, so I was more exposed, and I didn't want you to suffer too. Good for you. . . .
When she saw it, she became anxious and immediately replied: Huo Ziyao, you bastard, who are you going to kill!
Over there: Can I cut myself off?
She rolled her eyes with satisfaction, put away her phone, got into the warm bed, and waited for her beloved husband and baby daughter to come home together.
The text is really a post-marriage story, with some abuse and love but no naivety. The male protagonist is a career maniac, but emotionally unstable, and the female protagonist is mature and kind, silently waiting for her lover to grow up.
After several twists and turns, they broke up. "We can't be together anymore, let's get divorced." Jie Jian said calmly with his eyes dimmed in tears, turning his back to the elm knot.
Later, he made her a homeless child, wandering and wandering, eating alone, sleeping alone, and weeping alone.
"That's not okay. You said you would always love me and always be good to me."
This young master who has always been aloof and above his head is actually acting like a spoiled child? Jie Jian was stunned in place.
At this moment, he knew that their relationship had taken a new turn. (Having said so much, you won't let me write and read alone, right?! No!!!!)