In a private restaurant in the second ring road of Rongjincheng City, Yu Huang, who was dizzy after drinking, was holding her friend's hand and complaining about her ex-husband through gritted teeth.
"Do you think my brain was smashed by a meteorite and I want to get married so early? I have wasted my youth and spent all my first time on him. What do I want?!"
Friend: "Didn't you say he was pretty good before? Why did he suddenly get divorced? What did he do to make you so angry?"
Yu Tan, who couldn't think of her ex-husband's shortcomings and refused to admit the facts: "... We have different views!"
Friend: "Oh, did he ask you to stop working and stay at home to look after your husband and raise your children and respect your elders? That's a bit too much."
"No." Yu Huang held his breath and said firmly: "I like silk, but he likes pure cotton!"
"?"
"I like granular ones, but he always buys ultra-thin ones!"
"???"
"The most outrageous thing! I like sofas, but he always falls in love with floor-to-ceiling windows!"
"..."
Half an hour later, a friend answered the phone for Yu Tian, who was too drunk to take care of herself. After a few words, he tried to wake her up: "Yuyu, are you still alive? Your ex-husband said he would come to pick you up."
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while.
When he spoke again, his tone was colder than the cold brown sugar glutinous rice cake on the table: "Thank you, Yu Huang and I have not divorced yet."
Intention: mua~
