After sleeping rough at the gate of the wedding complex for nearly half a year, the property manager was already familiar with Song Ci's figure and appearance. No matter how she dressed, she could not pass the property management hall and enter the community.
"Here we go again." The property manager greeted him pretending to be friendly.
"I want to go back to my own home to get my personal belongings and open the door with a swipe card. Oh, and there is an elevator. Room 901, Building 7." Song Ci took out the wrinkled marriage certificate from his bag and continued, "You have seen it countless times, so let me emphasize again that I am not divorced yet. Although this house is in my husband's name alone, I have lived here for a while. I am here to pick up my personal belongings today. Can you let me in!"
"Okay, Miss Song, I'll confirm with the owner." The property manager turned around to make a call, but then disappeared.
Not long after, two police officers arrived and the property manager showed up.
Purpose: Happiness does not lie in making the right choice.