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A few married women gathered together to whisper, occasionally glanced at the people in the center of the party, and then put their handkerchiefs to their mouths and muffled a few laughs.

One of the most luxurious women is about 30 years old, with a sparkling diamond ring on her finger, her aura of wealth is overwhelming, she folds her hands on her chest, and smiles a little arrogantly: "Look at her, she is really beautiful." The women in this country are different from those of us who are born and bred in the country. They don’t care whether they have wives or not, so they post it directly, as long as they are willing to be that lover, they don’t know how to be ashamed.”

Beside her is a young girl, dressed in a water-blue cheongsam, with a white headband holding her waist-length black hair: "You can't say that, maybe it's not that people don't care about their status, but they don't care about it." The wife of the other party just sees it, after all, her family background and status are there, as long as she is willing, she can immediately be the wife of the head."

"Who says no, look at that one who is very fascinated by her."

These gossips seem to have become a fresh topic in the mouths of the ladies in the recent period. The two protagonists in their mouths are self-evident. In this era, it is still nothing new for a man to marry several concubines and concubines. But when it comes to divorcing Mrs. Zhengtou, it is not easy. The trend of pursuing free love among revolutionary youths has not yet spread all over the country, and the importance of married wives has not changed in the eyes of most people.Xiangxiang secretly thought that in a few years, after the southern government unifies the whole country, monogamy will be implemented. I am afraid that it will be popular to divorce the yellow-faced woman at home, and then pursue the beautiful "free love". .

Xiangxiang was bored drinking champagne in the corner of the hall until a person came towards him.She is very beautiful tonight. She is wearing a fuchsia cheongsam, which makes her face very fair. Maybe she is not too beautiful, but her temperament can make her the focus of all women.

"Thank you for your hard work recently, Secretary Du." Miss Meiling raised her glass to Xiangxiang.

"It's not hard, the most difficult thing is the young commander. The Shanghai incident can be resolved peacefully, thanks to the young commander." Xiangxiang said.

The eyes of the two looked at the young marshal who was circling among the guests in the center of the field together. Nian Junjun was really high-spirited and possessed the status and power that all men longed for. The so-called pride of heaven must be him.

"It's really enviable." Xiang Xiang said after thinking about it.

"What?" Meiling was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "Mr. Du said he was envious? Are you envious of the young marshal?"

"Of course I'm envious, is there any man who doesn't envy?" Xiangxiang said naturally.

"Hehe." Mei Ling laughed, covering her mouth with a handkerchief: "Men would certainly envy him, but ordinary men don't have the guts to admit that they envy other men."

"Are you saying that men want to save face?"

"you can say it this way."

"That proves that I'm not an ordinary man." Xiangxiang put on an inscrutable face.

"Mr. Du is really funny."

Xiangxiang glanced at Meiling indifferently, and said slowly: "Although I envy the young marshal, I am self-aware that not everyone can afford his position, and it's not easy to be in the spotlight, so I can't make a wrong move. Otherwise, you may regret it for the rest of your life."

Meiling suddenly raised her head and looked at Xiangxiang. She was stunned for a long time and said, "Does Mr. Du think so? Don't you think it's worth taking a risk for your own heart?"

"Different people have different choices. Some people will take risks, while others are afraid of taking risks. It all depends on your hole cards. Whether you can bear the loss after you fail in taking risks." Xiangxiang put aside the positive answer and talked about him .

Both were silent, and no one spoke anymore.Xiangxiang looked at Meiling, she looked at the young marshal with eyes full of admiration, but also with a touch of helplessness, as if a cute little girl was looking at the dolls in other girls' hands, of course little girls can cling to him She was beaten badly, and the rogue snatched the doll. It's a pity that she is no longer a little girl. If she still snatches other people's dolls, she will be ridiculed. Her status and reputation do not allow such stains, and during her stay in Shanghai All the rumors and gossips are enough, she should break away quickly.

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In an ordinary alley in Shanghai, a few bamboo poles are strewn across the windows of dilapidated buildings. Clothes are drying on the bamboo poles, fluttering in the wind like colorful flags. Among the many ordinary clothes, there is a bright and colorful skirt. It looks like it is worth a lot, but it is dried very high, so ordinary thieves may not be able to reach it.

The owner of this skirt, in the sweltering small building, modified her beautiful face in front of the mirror.She used rouge to put some blush on her puff, rubbed her lipstick on the towel with her fingers, her teeth were white and neat under her red lips, and she was dressed in a pink cheongsam with white flowers and satin to take advantage of her slender figure.

A man came up from behind: "Madam, you are so beautiful."

But the woman pushed it away with annoyed expression, and the man was not annoyed, he said cautiously: "What do you want to eat tonight? I'll go buy it for you."

The woman raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Can you afford what I want to eat?"

Annoyance flashed across the man's face, but it disappeared quickly, and he comforted him: "Although I'm just a rickshaw driver, we can still earn enough food for the two of us, you...don't go to that kind of place again. "

"That kind of place!" The woman's beautiful eyebrows frowned: "What kind of place is that kind of place! I don't go to that kind of place, can you buy me rouge, powder, jewelry? Look at this on me. A piece of clothing, custom-made for 300 oceans, can you buy it if you drive a rickshaw for a lifetime without eating or drinking?"

"The clothes are so expensive! Where did you get them?" The man became serious and looked at the woman bitterly.

"Didn't you say I went to that kind of place? Where did you say you came from?" The woman looked at the man disapprovingly.

"You!" The man's face was full of anger, and he raised his hand to hit the woman.

"You hit it." The woman turned her face to the man: "You hit it, you hit it, you hit it."

The man's face was slightly angry, he put his hands down, and bowed his head in silence.

"Hmph! Whose fault is it that you don't have the money to support your family? You can't support me, so why don't you allow me to support myself?" The woman raised her head: "I'll tell you what's going on? Are you willing to tell me what's going on?" To sign the divorce?"

"A little bit of quarrel between husband and wife, do you care about it? What kind of divorce is it? I'm not afraid of being laughed at."

"Will people laugh at divorce? They will only laugh at being poor! I warn you, if you want to keep procrastinating, don't blame me for being rude!"

"You! Do you have a conscience, woman? I think when you came to Shanghai homeless, if I hadn't taken you in, you are now, you are now." The man seemed to be unable to find the right words, just kept repeating .

"You took me in, but I didn't owe you anything. You were drunk and ruined my virginity. A girl's chastity was ruined by others, but it's an irreparable loss. In fact, you raped me." It was you who did something wrong to me, I was alone at that time, I had no idea, so I had to make a mistake and marry you." The woman suddenly burst into tears: "I am a college student, and you are a poor man who can't read. Car puller, how can a person like you match me and refuse to divorce me."

The man heard this, but his face was full of shame: "I, I was drunk at the time, and I didn't know anything. I didn't mean it. It was my fault. You are so beautiful and educated. I I know I'm not good enough for you, but I really like you, can't you live a good life with me? I'm working hard outside, and when we have two children, we..."

"Shut up!" The woman blushed angrily: "Divorce, you must divorce, I have told you so many times, you procrastinate every time, why are you at ease, let me tell you, if you are obedient Come sign with me, and I will give you a large sum of money, otherwise you will tear your face, be careful when the time comes, you will lose money and money.”

Speaking of which, the woman ignored the obstruction of the man behind her, and ran out with the small bag.

This woman was Zhou Lanxin who sang in the ballroom. It was said that she came to Shanghai after she escaped from Guangzhou. After being blasted out, she happened to be rescued by this rickshaw driver named Han Shitou. At that time, she wanted to rely on this man to treat her illness, so she got drunk with him, made a good deed with him, and lied to him the next day that he was usurped himself.Han Shitou was honest, believed her, said he would be responsible, and took her to get married.

But Zhou Lanxin was not willing to live in such a poor life. By chance, she was introduced to the ballroom as a dancer because she was beautiful. Get pushed off the stage.In this kind of life of luxury and luxury, Zhou Lanxin is like a fish in water. Men like her. For her words and smiling face, men can spend a lot of money, so Zhou Lanxin's status of being married makes Zhou Lanxin It's unbearable, even the concubine of these rich men is better than being poor with this cart puller. She regrets that she was so stupid at the beginning of her illness that she went to marry a man.

Thinking of this, she hated the man in the building even more, thinking that he was playing tricks to hold her back, she looked there with hatred, and walked away with her high heels thumping.