Marriage in crisis

I got in the car, drove away from home, and went directly to Xinxing International School. This is an aristocratic school with elementary and middle schools in the same place. My second child is in the second grade of elementary school.

Because of my health, Erbao has always stayed at Deng's house and was taken care of by his grandmother. I haven't seen Erbao for a long time.

The car arrived at the school gate a little early, so I parked the car a little further away, then sat in the car and looked at the school gate.

When the first-grade children started to finish school, I sat up straight and stared at the school gate. I searched for Wu Xiaotong among the parents picking up their children.

I haven't seen this person again for several years. Thinking about it, in the final analysis, I was too naive, underestimated the greed of people, and trusted Deng Jiazhe and Wu Xiaotong too much.

Looking back now, I talked to her very seriously before leaving and asked her to help me assist Deng Jiazhe and keep things safe. How stupid this move must have been!

It's so unpredictable. Such a double betrayal really hurts me more than delaying me. That kind of anger can destroy everything.

I have to admit that people's hearts are not as cold as ever!

Finally, I saw that figure in the crowd, a goose-yellow knitted dress that outlined her plump body, a brown silk scarf, and a limited edition Hermès of the same color in her hand.

Her long, wavy hair was combed with princess buttons from both sides. She was intellectual and gentle, and her whole person looked elegant and noble, with outstanding temperament.

That face, which was not very beautiful originally, was extremely delicate and charming with the yellow color, adding a bit of charm.

A perfect rich lady!

I instinctively glanced at myself in the rearview mirror. I saw short brown hair and a pale face. The skin had long lost its luster. This was the face that had improved after I insisted on taking the antidote. It was the same face I had when I had just woken up. , all it took was a yellow paper to be sent to the funeral home.

My hands clenched the steering wheel tightly, and a rage burned in my heart, getting stronger and stronger.

What I couldn't accept even more was that there was a fat woman standing next to her. It was my mother-in-law, Deng Jiazhe's mother, Feng Qing. It seemed that the two of them were quite familiar with each other, and their conversation was very lively.

The smile in Feng Qing's eyes was simply intoxicating. The two of them greeted the parents who came to pick up their children from time to time.

It seems that the Deng family has long accepted this three, and may even have forgotten my existence.

I remember that back then, their family of 6-7 people lived in a family building of less than 50 square meters. If it hadn't been for me, they didn't know when they would be able to escape from such a difficult environment.

It was the Lu family's money that allowed them to live in a 200-square-meter flat, but they completely ignored me, the person who pulled them out of their misery.

At this moment, I really wanted to open the door and get out of the car, give them a surprise, and remind Deng Jiazhe that I was still alive. It was a little early to help the mistress upright.

But the next second, I saw a chubby little boy running out of the school gate and happily threw himself into Wu Xiaotong's arms.

I quickly retracted my action.

Wu Xiaotong smiled and wiped the sweat from the boy's head, then pointed at Feng Qing. The boy was so well-behaved that he threw himself into Deng Jiazhe's arms again, making Feng Qing laugh so hard that he couldn't even see her.

That kind of expression of family affection is as natural as it can be, and it's simply a joy.

However, Wu Xiaotong did not leave in a hurry, but continued to stand at the door with Feng Qing, greeting people from time to time.

I can't understand it. Could it be that they are waiting for Erbao to finish school.

My heart couldn't help but twitch, they were simply too arrogant!

I resentfully suppressed the anger in my heart and wanted to see what would happen next.

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, I saw my second child slowly walking out with a schoolbag on his back, looking unhappy.

My heart skipped a beat.