On the day I bought a crib for my soon-to-be-born child, a strange woman suddenly rushed into the VIP room, raised her hand and stabbed me in the pregnant belly. The pain made me lie down on the ground. Only then did I understand. It turns out that my husband, whom I have been in love with for seven years and married to for three years, actually has a mistress outside. Seeing her arrogant look, I tremblingly took out my cell phone and dialed my brother's number. "Brother, pick me up at the maternal and child store." My voice was terrifyingly calm, "There is no need for the Fu family to exist anymore."
