Samson walked out of the door angrily and stood on the street.
Qincheng is particularly bleak in winter. Not only are the trees on both sides of the street bare, but even the sky is gray, like a white curtain that has not been washed for years.
He stood on the side of the road, wondering how his father could have such a shame. The sisters Stella and Guo Yuting had a fight at his house and were completely embarrassed. His father had a headache and felt that this newlywed life was unbearable. The sweet little princess had turned into a shrew, so she came to him to complain. Why?
When I was wronged, you didn't speak up for me. When I moved out, you didn't even come to see me. It seems that you don't have time or are too busy, but it's not that serious. Or you don't care about me anymore. It's because you don't have enough affection. So what's the point of calling me son?
By the way, you still dare to ask his mother. Isn't his mother hurt enough? A woman in her forties, unable to stay in her hometown, ran to Beijing to start a new life. Does his father think that anyone can do this? If his mother hadn't been holding back, how could she be so cruel to herself? You still dare to say why women have to work so hard? Isn't it possible that you are so tired after cheating and getting divorced?
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