Chapter 1

The man sat up and touched the smoke on the bedside table. With the sound of "Ding", there was a faint smell of smoke in the air in addition to the rich and beautiful smell. Su Xiang got out of bed, bent down, picked up the robe thrown on the ground, and dragged his sour body into the bathroom in the dim light. She doesn't need to look back, because she knows that there is no loving and compassionate look at her behind her, not even a cold look. When the shower was sprinkled, the water temperature was cold at the beginning. She just stood under the shower and cleaned herself inside and outside. He doesn't love her, but he asks again and again. He has no feelings. Inside and outside... Because she has serious adverse reactions to pregnancy avoidance drugs, and he doesn't like safety measures, she can only use such a stupid way. She knew that she couldn't wash it clean, but she was really afraid that she would get pregnant. If she was pregnant... He wouldn't stay any more... When she came out of the bathroom, the bedside lamp emitting dim light had been extinguished, the dark could not be seen clearly, and the smoke smell in the air was thicker. Su Xiang had already got used to it. He felt the doorknob and opened the door. In the second bedroom, she sat half on the bed and looked at the marriage certificate in her hand. The red marriage certificate was broken and pasted again by tape. Both the photos on it and the signatures of the two people were full of cracks. She still remembers that day she cried hysterically and tore up the certificate. He only said indifferently: stick it up. Pressing the marriage certificate under the pillow, she lay back in bed and closed her eyes Su Xiang needs to get up early in the morning and arrange breakfast. Fu Ying's soft little body hugged her legs, raised his small head and showed her white millet teeth: "Ma Ma, early." Su Xiang bent over, pinched his son's soft and cute face, picked him up, turned down the fire on the stove, and took his son back to his nursery. Fu Ying is more than one year old and less than two years old. He walks unsteadily and speaks simply, but the child is clever and naughty. After he can walk, he will often climb out of his bed. Su Xiang changed his diapers, put on his lovely little prince children's clothes, and took him to brush his teeth and wash his face. After washing his face, the little guy ran out while Su Xiang was cleaning up. Su Xiang ran out with a ball of baby cream on his palm and caught up with him in the corridor. The little guy was held in his arms by Fu Hanchuan, and his small flesh body was supported by his powerful arm. He is wearing a shirt without wrinkles, trousers and a suit on his arm. He is used to wearing it before work. The little guy played with his tie and stuffed it into his mouth. Su Xiang came forward, took out his little hand and shook his head at him. The little guy grinned at her and showed his white millet teeth. Fu Hanchuan put the child on the ground. The little guy had to run as soon as his feet fell to the ground. Su Xiang grabbed him and wiped the baby frost on his tender face. There was a faint burning smell in the air. Su Xiang was surprised. He quickly stood up and ran to the kitchen. When he accidentally kicked the chair, he jumped in pain“ Ah - "the ugly voice was harsh, like the sound of an unmodulated string piano being forcibly pulled out. Seeing the man's frown, Su Xiang immediately pressed down his voice and ran to the kitchen. She is a mute and can't speak. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.