Today, a successful housewife is defined as follows:
He can go to the hall, he can go to the kitchen, he can fight with mistresses, he can beat gangsters.
She, the golden-collared beauty who controls everything in the shopping mall, has a bright future;
Once you give up everything, return to your family, wash your hands and make soup;
It's a pity that when someone is unkind, the day when the husband becomes successful and famous is when the mistress comes to challenge him;
And the disease came roaring at this time. . .
He, a proud and handsome boy from a rich family,
I met her through a pre-planned encounter,
It was originally a firm plan, but as he met her again and again, it gradually drifted away. . .
How can she prove her success through practice? (See Definition of Successful Housewife)
And how should he face her? How to face your inner feelings?
◆The call from Dr. Zheng just now was still ringing in her mind: "Considering your mother's genetic factors, you have to be mentally prepared for it to be malignant. You go home and tidy up. I can arrange surgery for you when I get back from my business trip next week. The sooner the better."
Life is like a bad guy with ulterior motives, always ready to give her a sure blow when she feels she has settled down.
◆The first time she saw Xiao Qingyang, her eyes lit up. As she interacted more and more at work, she felt more and more that Xiao Qingyang was the person she wanted. But he has given you a wife.
What kind of charm can there be for a half-old lady who has no career and spends her days between pots and pans, supermarkets and laundromats? Can you help him with his career? Can you give him the pleasure of a refined life? She was quite disapproving.
◆"Xiao Qingyang's family?"
"Yes!"
"Then you are...?"
"I'm his wife."
It turns out that this is Qingyang's wife! It turns out that this is the old lady she thought she was! It turns out that this is the yellow-faced woman she thought was not worth mentioning!
When she saw Xinyuan, Zhong Jia's eyes lit up, but her heart instantly turned gloomy.
◆ "How long can you pretend to be confused? How long can you remain confused if you are really confused? Sooner or later, the truth will appear in front of you. Then why not take precautions and make plans in advance!"
◆Zhong Fang: "It's quite a coincidence. It seems that Mrs. Xiao is not only outstanding in ability, but also very sacrificial. She gave up a lot for her family!"
Zhong Jia was a little unconvinced: "That may be because Qing... Xiao Qingyang's ability is stronger!"
Zhong Fang smiled coldly and said lazily: "It's possible! However, if you have a wife like this, if you don't feel grateful anymore, then you really need to question her character."
◆ Xinyuan shook his head: "It depends on how you define injury. Where there is confusion, there are also opportunities. If you only regard the destruction of love as injury, of course the injury is inevitable. However, when there is destruction, there will be new life."
Zhong Fang asked gently: "So do you think it is a new life for you personally, or a new life for the relationship between two people?"
◆ Xinyuan waved his hand: "Mr. Zhong, you are wrong!"
"Oh?"
Xinyuan said softly: "Traveling is about two people, not one. You just mentioned your ex-husband. It seems that Xiao Qingyang and I have not divorced yet, so there is no such thing as an ex-husband. You also mentioned that your sister and Xiao Qingyang are in love. I don't know which country's marriage law stipulates that an unmarried woman can be intimate with someone else's husband. You also mentioned my friend If you don't restrain yourself, how would you feel if you saw your sister's husband having sex with another woman in public? As for the reputation of the Zhong family being ruined, I don't think it can be attributed to my friend's lack of restraint. What's more, you want my adult beauty.
Xinyuan smiled sarcastically: "Who is the beauty of adulthood? You may have forgotten that I am the victim! The logic of letting the victim help the perpetrator is really hard to understand! Isn't it?