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My wife, who is severely obsessed with men's clothes, made a pair of underwear for her best friend. At that moment, I suddenly didn't want to lick it anymore. I calmly filed for divorce, but she slapped me in anger. "It's just underwear, how can you be so pretentious?" "Stop making trouble, why don't I make some shrouds for you and your son!" Faced with Shen Mingyue's irritation, I turned around and left, taking my son to live with my best friend's house. When she came to ask for my forgiveness, I was at my best friend's house. She scolded me for my indiscretion. I smiled and returned to her exactly what she once said to me: "What happened to being honest with each other? We are just friends!"

During the National Day holiday, Su Qingyun's male secretary posted a message on WeChat Moments. In the photo, he was lying on a water bed covered with roses. Mr. Su, who was always serious, was kneeling to massage his feet, with a brand new gold watch in his pocket. Just this morning, I bought hardware to coax Su Qingyun into making her relationship public. She answered it happily, but smashed my phone to pieces while taking pictures. Su Qingyun's eyes were full of disdain: "You haven't peed without a mirror!" "It's true that she has a mother but not a mother. She will do whatever it takes to destroy me." I suddenly felt that in the past five years, I had carefully obeyed her request to ban company romances like a joke. So the next day, I sent a message to my dad: "I give up and voluntarily go home to inherit the family property."

My niece is a million-level weight loss blogger. The theme of the video is to help netizens eat fat and lose weight, and to promote various nutrients. Only I know that she was forced to do it under the control of the company. I feel sorry for her being force-fed by the company like an animal during the day and having her body cut off by liposuction at night. I was stabbed seven times by thugs trying to protect her. But she sat in front of me and watched me die, just because I blocked her way to get money. When she opened her eyes again, she clutched her stomach and asked me for help. I laughed. "If you cut out your stomach, you won't be able to eat. Why are you standing there? Go ahead and cut it out!"

On the eve of going abroad, my girlfriend swore to love me forever: "Xu Chen, you have spent all your savings on my studying abroad. What are you going to do?" I secretly made up my mind to marry her as soon as the board of directors passed my assessment. But on the day of the graduation ceremony, I came to prepare a surprise proposal. The unknowing girlfriend went on stage in a wedding dress and shouted: "If you don't marry me, I won't be able to wear a wedding dress in two months." "After all, you are so powerful, you made me pregnant with twins at once." "One boy and one girl, it's a good word."

The leaves are still green in autumn. It is a personal experience and a note on friendship, love and family relationships.

The moment I returned home, under the light, I saw Shen Sizhu's servant lying on the wedding bed covered with red dates and longans. The always dignified Miss Shen was kneeling to pinch his feet, and there was a brand new golden sword on the table. At noon today, I exchanged all my savings for gold bars as a dowry to marry Shen Sizhu. She answered happily, but slapped me mercilessly when I opened my mouth. Shen Sizhu's eyes were full of disdain: "You can't even pee if you can't afford a bronze mirror!" "He is indeed a stupid idiot born and raised by untouchables, and he can't even get any respect!" I suddenly felt that in the past five years, I had carefully obeyed her request to prohibit intermarriage in the palace, which was like a joke. At dawn the next day, I sent a letter to my father: "I admit defeat and invite myself to return to the palace and become an official."

During the trip to Tibet, my son suddenly suffered from asthma and hypoxia. But because my wife wanted to bring more cosmetics, she secretly threw away the oxygen bottles and medicines I prepared. Amid her son's painful wails, she thought her son was too squeamish and threw him into the no-man's land of Hoh Xil. By the time I contacted someone to pick up my son, he was already dead. I knelt in front of my son's body and was filled with grief. When I looked up, I found a hot search on the screen - "The most beautiful parenting blogger kowtows to pray for her husband step by step. The highest state of love is just this." But the name engraved on the lock in the photo is clearly her and her baby boy.