Sangqi is here. He's coming faster than I expected.

I look down to see that I'm wearing SpongeBob's pajamas that I bought at a discount.

It's like Cinderella was beaten back to her original shape overnight.

"It's not cold at all." As soon as I opened my mouth, I was sneezed by the cold wind, and my tears and nose came out.

I walked forward with a smile against the cold wind. Sang Qi quickly caught up with me and held my arm: "it's cold outside. I got on the bus and said."

The sound of mulberry flag was rolled in the cold wind, sometimes clear and sometimes fuzzy.

"Well, I'll reinstate you. Tomorrow you will divorce Xia Zhi. I'll reinstate you as soon as you get divorced."

I tightened the collar of my coat and walked forward. I heard he Cong trot behind sang Qi: "Mr. sang, Mr. sang, you must hold high your hand about my reinstatement."

I opened the door and went out. It was cold outside. The cold wind was blowing on my face, like slapping me one by one.

Even if I rent a dangerous building whose downstairs is a garbage dump, I won't live here.

I swear I'll never step in this house again.

So even sang Qi's mother in he Cong couldn't control her emotions.

I can't even ask him to do something, not to mention I hit him today.

Another time, she saw he Cong in the room painting red Potion on my worn sole. At that time, she sat at the door crying.

I remember that once after dinner, I asked he Cong to wash the dishes. His mother sat on the sofa in the living room and cried for a whole night. She said that her son, who had been brought up by her excrement and urine, now wanted to serve me.

That is to be above me forever and unconditionally.

In their family, he Cong has a supreme position.

"Mom, I'm fine."

Stretched his head to hit my chest, sang Qi immediately blocked in front of me. He Cong grabbed him at the moment when she rushed over.

I slapped he Cong in the face. He Cong's mother was the first to react and then rushed to me.

Now he sold me again for his restoration, and in my presence.

He forgot that we were not married. He sold me for two million and sent me to someone else's bed.

I suddenly stopped, turned around, raised my hand and slapped he Cong in the face.

He Cong has been following us to see me off: "Xiaozhi, that's right. If you can't solve the contradiction between the two, don't run away from home."

He finally let me go. I went upstairs and changed the suit I was wearing today. Then I came down again and followed sang Qi downstairs.

I said in Sang Qi's arms, "you release me and go upstairs to change."

I suddenly feel that I have decided to live here or I have taken a wrong step to live with these two people who have totally different views. I don't know if my outlook on life will be biased one day?

In this room, I am the daughter-in-law and wife of the two owners of this room. Now a man hugs and hugs me in front of them. They feel that there is no problem. One is busy flattering, and the other is busy trying to restore his son to his original position.

He Cong's mother seemed to be aware of something. She came to us and looked at sang Qi askew: "this leader, did you demote Xiao Cong in our family? I'll tell you that XiaoCong in our family is smart and capable. If he offends you in any way, you don't care about villains. "

I marvel at his shamelessness. There is a hand in the humble, and a mountain is higher than a mountain.

He Cong rushed over and put his body behind the mulberry flag. Then he frowned and scolded me: "Xiaozhi, how can you do this to Mr. sang?"

I almost stepped on the stairs and his feet hurt.

I always hate being threatened by others, no matter who they are.

"Come back with me and I'll let go."

"You let go." I'm biting my teeth.

But now he's not progressive, he's just powerful.

In my eyes, he Cong was not like this before. Although he was very progressive, in my opinion, progressive is a good thing.

Today, I have renewed my understanding of his shamelessness.

He is so flattering and shameless that rich people come to his house to tease his wife, and he even wants to make tea for others?.

He Cong's smile was chatty. He stood still: "Mr. sang, if you have something to say, go to the downstairs living room first, and I'll make tea for you."

I looked back in a panic and yelled to he Cong, who was still looking at me: "don't you come and help me, someone teases your wife in front of you, don't you see?"

In front of he Cong and he Cong's mother, he made such an intimate move.

He suddenly stepped up the steps. I took a step back in a hurry. He put his arms around my waist and put me in his arms."You want to freeze me to death?" I showed him the SpongeBob pajamas I was wearing. It's early winter now. There's heating in the room, so I don't wear them very much. If I go out like this, I can freeze into a popsicle in an instant.

"Summer solstice." He called me patiently, "go out and talk about it."

The problem is that my husband is standing behind me at the moment, looking at us attentively, almost not holding a handful of melon seeds while eating.

"Where are you going? This is my husband's home, and it's mine. " Now the rich are so rampant that they rush to the married woman's house and take her away in front of her husband and mother-in-law.

Perhaps because of the existence of he Cong's mother, he restrained some of the anger that was about to erupt and said to me in a voice: "go back with me."

He Cong's mother was not far away from us, and he Cong was standing on the steps behind me. The four of us formed a very strange shape, a little like trapezoid and irregular figure.

I went down the stairs and stood on the steps. My eyebrows were just level with him. Finally, I could breathe the same air as him. I felt very good.

He should have seen the note I left him, so now he should be asking me for help.

I could see that he was slightly angry and a little confused.

I went out and went downstairs. He was standing at the entrance of the stairs.

"Mr. sang is here." He has a dull expression.

I suddenly opened the door. He Cong stood at the door and was about to pat my door. He almost slapped me in the face.

Sooner or later, he will come to the door, and the city is so big, where can I hide?

He directly pulled me into the car. The heating was on in the car. It was cold outside and warm inside. My body didn't adapt to the feeling of ice and fire. I sneezed one after another in the car.

He handed me a glass of warm water and I took it and drank it down.

Then he asked me, "what do you mean the new price is more satisfactory?"