After graduation, he followed Xue Zhengping to Shanghai.

Life is very hard.

She is more accustomed to life than Xue Zhengping.

After eight years of hard work, I have gained a foothold in the remote suburbs of Shanghai.

This is a happy life that she never dared to hope for in her dreams, and it was also obtained by her eight years of endurance. She had no reason to give up!

After having a salty and unfair dinner with tears, Huang Caihong got up to clean the kitchen.

After the kitchen was busy, she sat in the small living room watching TV.

The scenes on the TV flowed through her eyes. Why did the people on the TV laugh and were talking about something? She heard it, but she didn't understand it at all.

It's time to go to bed at night.

She wondered whether she should take the initiative tonight, and she would loosen her clothes and take on her clothes or something.

Lying on the bed with trepidation, the bedroom door did not ring for a long time. Xue Zhengping was still in the study.

Tossing and turning, tossing and turning.

Time is magnified in anxiety and seems particularly slow.

When Huang Caihong woke up from waking up from chaos and then woke up from chaos, it was already quiet in the middle of the night. It is unknown whether it was the first or second half of the night.

He stretched out his hand timidly, trying to pretend to turn over and roll to Xue Zhengping under his sleepiness, but he stretched out his hand and touched it for a long time. There was no one except the quilt, but the quilt, and there was no one there.

Xue Zhengping didn’t sleep in the bedroom!

Huang Caihong suddenly sat up.

Xue Zhengping hadn't stayed in the study room overnight before, but she had never been as restless as she did this time, and her mind became even worse.

Unable to resist the torment of suspicion, Huang Caihong tiptoed up and illuminated her phone. She found that it was 1:30 in the morning. She didn't dare to wear slippers, for fear of the sound of kicks disturbing people, so she walked out of the bedroom barefoot, sneaked and approached the door of the study.

The ears were pressed against the door, and there was no sound inside the door.

Xue Zhengping's breathing was very clear and Liao Ruo was silent when he was sleeping.

But at this moment, Huang Caihong only felt that the study must be empty!

He must have had a private meeting with his lover in the middle of the night!

In the sadness, Huang Caihong pressed her hand on the door and pushed it hard. Unexpectedly, it was locked inside!

For a moment, my heart was sank and excited.

Chen Shi Lao Xue was actually guarding against her, while Zhen Shi Lao Xue did not go out to meet her lover in the middle of the night. After Chen Zhen, Huang Caihong's strength seemed to be a flood that had been drained, and she didn't even have enough strength to support her.

Holding the wall, she slowly walked back to the bedroom.

In the second half of the night, I opened my eyes until dawn.

The thoughts in the middle of the night were summed up in one sentence, and I still must not leave. If you leave, you will be wasted all your efforts, and if you leave, you will be lonely for the rest of your life. Therefore, you will never leave.

She was afraid.

I am afraid that she, a weak woman with no education, no ability, and average appearance, will lose her husband's protection, how can she survive in the surging demon city?!

Leaving the Demon City? How big is the world, where can she be at? A child without father or mother, without roots and no basis, has the courage to wander. I am afraid that one step will lead to the wrong abyss of disaster and no one will save him.

Besides, although Lao Xue was unhappy, she was still good overall. At least she knew him, at least they had been together for eight years.

After making up this idea, Huang Caihong continued to put her mind on pretending to know nothing.

The rising sun rises.

Monday is here.

Huang Caihong got up early as usual.

Get up and make breakfast for Lao Xue.

Cut the scallions into scallions, add water to the flour to make a paste, then stir in an egg, heat it in the oil pan, pour the egg scallions into the pan, and instantly make a steaming squeak. The scallions and egg pancakes are fragrant and come out of the pan.

This is the breakfast that Xue Zhengping, one of the famous lawyers and assistants of famous law firms, never gets tired of eating.

He is also a husband who graduated from a third-tier university. Because of his unremitting efforts, Xue Zhengping finally passed the national judicial examination and entered the legal profession he had always dreamed of.

Huang Caihong admired this very much and was very proud of it.

He put the egg cake out and put it into a two-yuan light gray porcelain plate bought by IKEA. Huang Caihong took out a pair of knife and fork from the kitchen drawer. The corners of his mouth were raised, as if he wanted to laugh, but when he changed his mind, he couldn't laugh.

Just eat an egg cake and squeeze it with your hands. Her husband is very stern and sensual, using a knife and a fork. This is why she wants to laugh.

However, even on weekdays, Huang Caihong only dares to smile secretly.

Xue Zhengping is a man with incredible self-esteem. He can't stand any words or actions that may be interpreted as sarcastic. If outsiders do this to him, he will definitely hold grudges to avenge him. If Huang Caihong does this to him? It's amazing, it will definitely be a long cold war.

Huang Caihong twitched the corners of her mouth and continued to show the plate seriously.

When he turned around, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of half of his head and a pair of deep eyes around the corner of the restaurant, and was shocked. His first reaction was: Oh no, did he see him laughing secretly? (No, can he still laugh?)

Xue Zhengping didn't deliberately hide behind the corner of the wall. He was just used to being cautious, just like a mouse going out on the street, unconsciously hiding his face to look at the world in front of him.

To be honest, Xue Zhengping is very talented. All his shortcomings are the common shortcomings of men of the times, such as the abdominal muscles are covered with fat, the belly is slightly convex, the hairline is moved backward, the housework is negligent, and the wife is too lazy to be attentive...

If we put aside the common shortcomings of men in these eras, Xue Zhengping is a person without shortcomings.

He is not overly ruthless, does not smoke, does not drink, or plays cards. At least Huang Caihong has the impression of this.

I originally thought that he was not flirting with the enemy. Alas, I remember that such things were so unreliable, just like flowers in the moon and fog in the water.

"Are you getting up?" Huang Caihong wiped her hands on the apron, squeezed out her smiling face to greet Xue Zhengping.

Xue Zhengping frowned and walked out of the corner of the wall. Huang Caihong remembered that he had said more than once that she looked very rustic when she wiped her hands on the apron.

"I'll give you hot milk right away."

Without waiting for Xue Zhengping to report, Huang Caihong quickly turned around, took out a liter of milk from the refrigerator, poured it into a low glass cup, and then put it in the microwave.

The microwave turned, Huang Caihong stared at the microwave and counted silently, counting for 20 seconds, and turned on the microwave.

Three-fifths of a glass of milk, and 20 seconds just turned hot.

Put the milk in front of Xue Zhengping's right hand, and Huang Caihong sat opposite him.

Xue Zhengping habitually didn't look at her, and she habitually turned her eyes on his face, which rarely looked expressionless. In fact, her mind was already numb, but her mouth could still be reflexive: "Did you sleep well last night?"

"Okay..." Xue Zhengping said in a daze.

Huang Caihong, who felt deeply that she was perfunctory, hurriedly ordered herself to get up, and hurriedly took off her apron, and said in a voice that could barely hear the tremolo, "I'm leaving. If I don't leave, it's too late. Bye."

It seems that he would keep her for a while. In fact, she usually does this. Even though she knows it doesn't match the facts, she always likes to say this.

"Well..." Xue Zhengping responded without much enthusiasm.
Chapter completed!