On our wedding anniversary, my translator husband once again received a temporary assignment and could not spend it with me. But in the blink of an eye, he was exchanging insults with a group of old ladies in a video on Lin Xiaoyu's WeChat Moments. When he cursed in eighteen languages, he was not at all as gentle as he usually was. The accompanying text was: "Grandma said it would be great to have a translator son-in-law. No one in the village would dare to quarrel with me in the future." I laughed, liked and commented: "Professional enough." Colleagues commented in Moments one after another, and even placed bets on whether I would explode this time. Gu Shiyan called immediately, with a terrifyingly cold tone: "Ruan Tang, who asked you to make random comments! Did you deliberately embarrass Xiao Yu in the group?" "She was bullied in her hometown, and what happened to me helping her to comment? People like you have been doted on since childhood. People who grow up don't understand how difficult life is for ordinary people. "Hurry up and remove the comment. I will make up for you in a few days." I hung up the phone with a sneer and touched my slightly swollen belly. The divorce cooling-off period will be over in three days!
