Chapter 80: Men must clean up

"I was too naive before. I always thought that marrying you would make you feel stable and happy, but I don't have the ability. I can only let you go... Let's end it now while things are still going on."

Zhou Dongmeng's eyes were slightly moist and red. He was silent for a moment, then continued with a choked voice: "Go back to your mother. I'm worried. Your eldest brother lives in the city. I'll take you there and you can stay with him..."

Before he could finish, Chen Xiang interrupted and asked, "Why am I staying with him? Is it to meet a man who is a thousand times or ten thousand times better than you? Then marry him, live with him, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks every day, right?"

When Zhou Dong heard what she said, the muscles on his cheeks suddenly tensed up.

His face turned slightly cold, but he finally nodded.

"right."

"Find a man who is gentle to you, truly cares for you, and can give you a good life. You also need to look at his parents, his character and temper, whether he favors boys over girls, and whether he knows how to respect you."

Chen Xiang lowered her eyes and looked at the man squatting at her feet.

She looked deeply into his sincere eyes for a while, then suddenly, she curled her lips into a cold smile and said sarcastically, "You are quite thoughtful."

The blood color on Zhou Dongmeng's face faded, and his lips turned faintly pale.

The man curled his lips and smiled bitterly: "Xiangxiang, getting married and living together is a big deal. You can't just find a poor boy like me casually like this time."

When Chen Xiang heard the word "poor boy", her shoulders trembled slightly. She pulled her hand away from his and pushed him hard: "So? You are going to make this decision for me... Zhou Dongmeng, are you still a man? Why are you so selfish? Do you think you are noble and great by doing this?"

Zhou Dongmeng leaned backward and fell on his butt.

This time Chen Xiang was really pissed off.

He picked up the scarf on the bed and hit Zhou Dongmeng with it: "Are you sick? Are you abnormal? Is your brain filled with steel and concrete from the construction site? Are you talking like a human being?..."

"You don't want me to suffer, so you want to divorce me and turn me into a second-married woman. Is this what you mean by not wanting me to suffer?"

"Zhou Dongmeng, are you fucking sick?"

"...Chen Xiang..."

Zhou Dong fell to the ground, raised his arms to hide, looking quite ferocious.

Chen Xiang slapped the man more than ten or twenty times in one breath. Halfway through, she felt that the scarf was soft and it was not satisfying to use it. She threw the scarf away from her hand and rushed towards Zhou Dong. Her two small fists were clenched tightly and fell on his chest like raindrops.

She cursed, "You are worried about going back to Dai Jinhua, but you are confident to leave me to other men... You bastard, you pervert, are you relieved that your wife ran away with someone else..."

"That's not what I meant..."

Chen Xiang stopped and knelt beside Zhou Dongmeng with her legs apart. Her chest heaved violently and her breathing was heavy and rapid.

Her pale face was flushed pink with anger and covered with tears. She had nowhere to vent her grievances, so she could only sob and complain: "Why do I have to suffer? Why do I have to carry this family with you, and why do I never complain? Zhou Dongmeng, is your heart made of stone? I hold you in my arms, but you remain indifferent! You only push me away!"