At the beginning, Yuan Yiyi didn't think it was a big deal. She patiently coaxed Diao Hao, supported him with the money she earned, and tried all kinds of ways to please him.
But after he went on strike for several days in a row, Yuan Yiyi gradually felt bored and her patience was exhausted bit by bit.
Finally, on this day, when she spent money to buy her favorite dishes, but Diao Hao tossed them around and criticized them for no good reason, Yuan Yiyi exploded.
She said coldly: "If you don't like it, don't eat it."
"What?" Diao Hao found it unbelievable. She had never said such words to him before.
Did he take the wrong medicine today? Or was he hallucinating?
"I said, if you don't like it, don't eat it. You can cook it yourself. I work so hard every day to make money and cook, not for you to pick and choose."
She had to clean up the mess she made by picking the dishes, and then put on a smile for him afterward. She was fed up with this kind of life.
If it weren't for Diao Hao, she would have eaten better and lived more comfortably.
"Am I wrong? The dish you made is just not good. It tastes terrible."
Yuan Yiyi smiled, took his bowl directly, and turned the rice upside down on the table: "So, don't eat."
"The big yellow dog at Uncle Zhang's house across the street isn't full, give this to him."
Diao Hao's eyes were bigger than copper bells. This was really outrageous.
This bitch actually wants to feed his food to the dog!
"Okay, remember what you said."
Diao Hao was about to continue his harsh words when he suddenly caught sight of the camera. All his words died in his throat, and he snorted coldly before walking away.
You stinky woman, you licked me like a dog before, and now you're saying such things.
Just wait, don’t come to me on your knees to beg me then.
Yuan Yiyi looked up at him, and she didn't know when the filter disappeared. Although Diao Hao had good features, he was skinny and lifeless, with a few pimples on his face. It was really...
It's so hard to look at!
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