My dear daughter, what do you want to tell your parents? Meng Hua asked her daughter excitedly.
Ziyi didn't make a sound, her heart aching heavily. Looking at her daughter's innocent smile and her bright eyes, her heart trembled. Perhaps she even regretted it a little, but she also felt lucky. Fortunately, Meng Hua did not agree. If she really signed the divorce papers, her daughter would have to follow her. Children were born to be closer to their fathers than to their mothers. If she gave the child to Meng Hua, she would be unwilling to accept it. What if she didn't? What if the child wanted a father every day? How could she explain the divorce to her child? Could a six-year-old's mind withstand such pressure?
If he didn't leave, how could he release his anger? How could he put on this face? How could he socialize with those who despised him when he went out? The pile of problems was laughing like a witch in front of her.
Ziyi began to sway like a willow in the wind, or a patient who could not stand steadily in the wind and was in a daze.
Even if we don't get a divorce, I want to vent my anger! After Ziyi heard her daughter's report that she was rated as a good child, she praised her daughter and went back to her bedroom alone.
She closed the door and thought hard for a while. Suddenly, she flipped over. I have it. Even if we don't get a divorce, I'll make you shed a few layers of skin!
After the agreement was written, she looked at the masterpiece and flipped it over to look at the back and then the front.
Just as she was feeling smug about her clever work, Meng Hua knocked on the door.
She got up and opened the door obediently. Without looking at her husband, she sat alone in front of the computer desk and stared at her artistic photo without moving her eyes.
Baby, do you see that? The child can't leave us. Don't mention the divorce anymore. Did you hear that? Meng Hua stroked Ziyi's shoulder and took the opportunity to speak gently and sonorously.
But I feel bad. You're in this house, and I feel disgusted when I see you. Recently, Ziyi's gentleness and kindness had completely disappeared. It was unknown if she had been eliminated or temporarily laid off. She cursed her husband so fiercely every day and wanted to bombard him with the most vicious words every day.
Baby, go ahead and scold her. You can say anything you want as long as you don't get a divorce. For the sake of the child. Ah, just don't talk about that stinky thing in front of the child.
Say it? You've made such a huge mistake, and you're still afraid that I'll scold you? she asked angrily.
"Yes, the child's heart is too young. With what you said, it's fine if she hates me. If it leaves a shadow in her heart, we won't regret it."
Then you have to agree to my agreement! Ziyi seemed to be acting coquettishly, as if she was being rude.
What agreement?
If you don't agree, we'll get a divorce! No mercy! She pushed her arrogance to the extreme.
She took out the agreement she had just written and placed it on the bed.
agreement
Respected Mr. Ze Menghua, although Luo Ziyi can't take it anymore, for the sake of the child, she agrees to let you stay here temporarily. But you have to move out of the master bedroom immediately. From now on, we're no longer husband and wife. It's just that the engagement hasn't been canceled. I don't care about your affairs, big or small, including your feelings. You're not allowed to care about all my affairs, including my feelings. You are free to come and go, and I am free too. We will mind our own business. If we live in peace, we can get along for a long time. If we offend each other, we will immediately cancel the engagement.
When Meng Hua saw Ziyi's serious look, he wanted to laugh, but his nose started to sting.
Forget it. For the peace of this family, he would agree to her request for the time being. Meng Hua knew Ziyi's temper as a young lady. When he first learned about it, he often didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Fortunately, after they got married, she was moved by her husband and corrected herself quite a bit.
After Meng Hua brushed it off, the incident that night fell silent. No one would mention that affair again. Meng Hua also became more well-behaved. Every day, he went to work on time and got off work on time. Even if there were any social gatherings outside, he would inform Ziyi first or pull her along. Although Ziyi didn't go, he still tried his best to persuade her to participate.
As for Ziyi, on the surface, she also gave up. In front of her, he walked around even more carefully, afraid of offending his wife.
As for that social butterfly, Ziyi didn't denounce her. In her opinion, women were not to be blamed for a man's extramarital affairs. Ever since she read someone's book, she had always thought so. She always felt that women did not have enough sympathy and pity.
She often told her friends,"Women are weak, and I am a woman, and I am also weak." I can't use the weak to bully the weak.
Of course, perhaps in her subconscious mind, Meng Hua was her husband. He had been with her day and night. If he cheated on her, she would be the first person to take responsibility. Just like how the Zhuang family had no balls, who could she blame? It was impossible to blame the passers-by. He could only blame himself for being lazy or not knowing the way.
Cousin took the time to care about Ziyi again. She was afraid that she would be afraid, afraid that she would be lonely, and afraid that she would not be able to handle her headache.
Ziyi, what should I say about you? In the past, you wouldn't listen to the things I kept instilling in you. You even thought that I was nagging. Cousin was serious. That kind of temperament that was as steady as Mount Tai had once made Ziyi especially imitate. Although she did not study much, her walking posture, her speech, her way of dealing with people, all made her look at Cousin like she was looking at a strong woman in Qiong Yao's pen.
Let me give you an idea, Ziyi. The cousin said to Ziyi mysteriously and solemnly.
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