"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Wen Siyuan's face darkened.
"Am I talking nonsense? If you didn't pay attention to the person named Jiang, would you have heard about his hometown?"
Suman's face turned cold: "I really don't understand. I'm obviously the person on your pillow, but you don't want to put your eyes on me and always pay attention to other people's wives. What's going on?"
"Do you have to find trouble for me here when you have nothing to do?"
Wen Siyuan frowned: "I was just chatting with you about Comrade Jiang's hometown. Why do you have to think so badly of me?"
"Am I willing to think about you so much? You mentioned Su Qing and the woman named Jiang. It's obvious that you want me to think about it."
Throwing the melon seeds into the fruit plate, Suman opened up the old accounts:
"I regret that I chose me instead of my sister, right? If you really regret it, then I can tell you that Su Qing, my good sister, refused to marry you from the beginning.
She blames my parents for showing her how to marry you, thinking that you, an old divorced man with three children, are not worthy of her at all.
I firmly do not agree to meet you... It's a good thing you like me at first sight, otherwise, your face will not be trampled under the soles of Su Qing's feet? "
Seeing Su Man's sarcastic look, Wen Siyuan's eyes flashed with disgust, and his tone was calm: "You seem to be very dissatisfied with your sister?"
"So what?"
After several quarrels with Wen Siyuan, Suman no longer pretended to be in front of Wen Siyuan, and her true temperament was exposed directly. Her eyes were cold: "I thought she would stay in that mountain nest and be a village woman for the rest of her life. Unexpectedly, She is quite capable and will be able to return to Beicheng soon."
"Where do you get so much jealousy? Are you jealous of Comrade Jiang and your sister, so you don't feel tired from living like this?"
Regarding marrying Suman home, Wensi wanted to gouge out his own eyes more than once. I don't know what kind of filter he was using back then, but he actually felt that Suman was his destined lover and the girl he wanted to spend his whole life with!
"You keep saying I'm jealous of others, but why am I jealous? If your income is as high as Comrade Luo, and if I can have a car to travel when I go out, will I be jealous of others?"
"Since we can't chat together, from now on we will sit together and chat less often."
After Wen Siyuan's voice fell, he stood up and returned to the study.
Suman didn't stop him, but his expression was obviously ugly.
She didn't expect that Su Qing had to work and take care of children in the countryside, but he still managed to get into college.
Not only did the couple attend undergraduate courses together, but they both went to higher education institutions here in Beicheng.
One was admitted to Beicheng College of Posts and Telecommunications, and the other was admitted to Beicheng Business School. After hearing this news, it would be absolutely false to say that she was not upset!
Thinking about what life she would have had in her previous life when she was working in the countryside... A yellow-faced woman, she turned into a yellow-faced woman in a few years...
I go to work and take care of my children every day, and take time to light a kerosene lamp to read and review, but I only get about 100 points on the exam.
His name was lost in Sun Mountain, and although he returned to the city in the end, he was a jobless vagrant.
He had no choice but to go to a small restaurant to wash dishes for others. This damn fate refused to let him go. He was seriously ill, betrayed by his husband, and despised by his children.
Su Qing, on the other hand, had a better life than her, whether in her previous life or in this life. Why?
Why on earth could she, Su Qing, live a better life than her?
"Mom! Wow..."
Wen Peng was squatting in the living room playing with his tin frog. The little guy inadvertently looked at his mother and was frightened by Suman's ferocious expression and burst into tears.
"What happened?"
(End of chapter)
