On a Heavy Rain Day, Her First Love Was Sitting in the Passenger Seat

In the seven years of marriage, I have picked up and dropped off my children more than 400 times, held seven parent-teacher conferences, and stayed awake for more than a dozen nights with fever. The first time my son called me "Dad", he called me. It rained heavily on the day of the parent-child event, so my wife refused to send us off and asked us for a taxi fare of 30 yuan. While waiting at a red light, her car ran over Peng Shui beside us - Chen Yu from her company was sitting in the passenger seat. Later I found out that it was her first love. He is also the biological father of my son. She thought I couldn't live without her: a food deliveryman with a child who is not her biological child, who would want me after a divorce? I didn't argue or make any fuss. I only said three words: Get a divorce. A month later, she threw herself into the arms of her first love at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau. I got in the car, rolled down the window and left her a message: "He is eight years old. From now on, you should be nice to him." Her face turned pale on the spot.