Chapter 1

Hey! Awen Ah! How do you think my mother pulled you up? When you were born, my mother had bleed too much and almost died. At that time, I asked the doctor. I had nothing to do with myself, but, no matter what, I must save the child in my stomach. So I fell into a coma, until I woke up, you were already lying next to me and slept very well

Wenzhi is my life

When he told him these words, Wen Zhi seemed to be about to go to junior high school

When Wenzhi first heard what I said, his eyes widened

Not just that. My husband Wenzao has been very fickle since he used to be, always messing with women outside, and women often call to invite her husband out- hand over your husband out Ah!

When I received this call, I was really regretful and trembling all over. My husband is a very rude and unreasonable person. He always said - what do you women know about the world of men?

If a man doesn't have one or two women around him, he will not be able to work. I didn't force you to believe me, but you just need to do what I said.

He used this to suppress me. Several times, I took Wenzhi to the verge of suicide with me, but I didn't know anything. Wenzhi just asked while licking the lollipop I bought for him: Mother, are we going there? I don't want to die, I'm going home

What does death mean?

For the five-year-old Wenzhi, it was just a vague impression, but even if he didn't explain it very clearly to him, for a sensible child, he could already see his mother's thoughts.

Looking at his innocent appearance, I really don’t want to die just like this. I have thought of committing suicide alone, but how could I be cruel to leave Wen Zhi alone?

When I am determined to die, the person who asks me to give up his thoughts is always a polite treatment

Wenzhi is my baby

The culture is my life

Wenzhi finally went to college and had a strong physique. Even if we were on a walk together, his figure was taller than my husband. Even I would feel strange, especially when I went to a lively place, the eyes of those who looked back at us seemed to think that it was the kind of rich wife who was rich and leisure with young lovers.

When I told Wenzhi this situation

So, I'll continue acting, isn't it fun?

Wenzhi expressed his gratitude very happily

When we were traveling to Kyoto together, the hotel's younger brother once called Manji a young man. Manji took this opportunity to deliberately exaggerate his movements in front of others and showed that he was my flower protector, tidied up my collar for me, and then burst into laughter by himself.

When a girl calls Wenzhi sometimes, I think it's about taking away my Wenzhi

When Wenzhi was not at home, whenever he heard the girl’s voice, I cut off the phone without even replying. I once asked the other party very bluntly - what does your relationship have to do with Wenzhi?

Please don’t bother Wen to cure it?

After the incident, Wenzhi complained: You are so scary. My classmates don’t want to call me again. Please ask them what they are doing to me?

Because, I thought there was that woman who wanted to steal my Wenzhi Ah!

The girl was indeed Wenzhi's classmate. She called to ask Wenzhi to give her the last note. However, my heart became very impatient due to my strong jealousy.

(Menzhi is my child, I will not hand him over to anyone. If Mienzhi leaves me, what should I do?)

This is the idea that keeps in my mind

My husband still used business trips as an excuse, and often hanged out with women outside, and went home less often than before. So I shifted this anxiety to my attention and concern for Wenzhi.

Because I was afraid that after my husband, Wen Zhi would be taken away by other women.

As a result, I became a neurotic woman