C2 What Are You Doing?

Three years ago, she had already been diagnosed with mental cleanliness, and it was getting worse.

However, how could she explain such an unheard-of symptom to her son? He would probably treat her like a lunatic!

If the mother-in-law knew about this, she would immediately chase her out and let other women in.

At night.

When Qin Susu came out of her shower, she found that Hsu Ziming had come back at an unknown time. He was lying on the bed with a smile on his face.

It looked just like when they were in love.

She couldn't remember the last time Hsu Ziming smiled at her like that.

The man felt the sharp gaze line, looked up at her, turned his back on her, and switched on his cell phone again.

Her heart was filled with pain. Could it be that a man's love was really a consumable like the rumors had said? After a long time, those previous promises had all disappeared?

After getting into bed, she turned off the light, leaned towards him and hugged his waist from behind: "Ziming …"

In the dark of the night, a man's impatient voice could be heard, "I'm very tired. The company has been preparing to expand. There are a lot of things to do tomorrow. Sleep early!"

She just wanted to talk to him, to hug him.

Tears were drowned by endless darkness.

Qin Susu let go of her hands and rolled over, curling her back to him.

He allowed the tears to subside without a sound.

The next day, as usual, Qin Susu prepared breakfast before the man got up.

When the man was up and ready to eat, she skillfully tied his tie and let him go out with a straight face.

"I have an important customer tonight. I'm not coming back, so don't wait for me."

Qin Susu nodded and watched him enter the elevator. Only then did she pull up her sleeves, change out the bedsheets, and clean the entire house.

Especially Hsu Ziming's clothes, she had to use disinfectant to be at ease.

Every time he came back, he was always smeared with various scents that were not her smell.

Her heart was already separated by a thin, transparent layer. It was because she didn't want to pierce through it and couldn't bear the consequences of the truth.

As long as he was willing to go home, she was willing to play the role of a wife.

Qin Susu could pretend that she knew nothing, that she was very happy, and that she would die of old age day after day.

His phone rang. It was his mother-in-law calling.

"I have an appointment with a professor who came back from abroad today. You have 30 minutes. Come to the Third Hospital right away, don't delay me."

It was time for her to go to the hospital again.

Qin Susu was still in pain from being poked by the nurse yesterday, so she really didn't want to go. "Mom, I'm not feeling well today. Let's go check on another day."

The old granny's angry voice came over the phone, "You're not feeling well, so you don't have to consider my family? I've been very kind to you. I've been married for so many years and I haven't even had an egg yet. If you really don't want to come out, you can get a divorce! As long as you divorce my son, you don't have to come out! If you are not a member of my family, I will not be able to control you! "

Her mother-in-law's words were like knives stabbing at her heart.

But after so many years, she had gotten used to it: "Mom, we're all family. Don't make it sound so bad, I won't divorce Ziming."

"You are just a hen who doesn't lay eggs. Not only did you take over my son, you even have the face to scold me! My words are unpleasant to listen to, how have I let you down? You actually want to slander me like this!"

Qin Susu was helpless. "Mom, that's not what I meant …"

I'll tell you, Qin Susu, I'll definitely find out that something's wrong with your body. Regardless of whether you're willing to divorce me or not, I'll file an appeal for divorce and have you get out of my house!

Her mother-in-law's words were too unpleasant to listen to.

Qin Susu couldn't help but say into her phone, "The person I married is Hsu Ziming. Even if he wants to get a divorce, he told me personally, so you don't have to worry about it!"

After hanging up, she took a taxi to Hsu Ziming's company.

Some words, do not say is a knot, said is a scar, but always endure, will only become pustules finally rotten.

Rather than having problems being examined by his mother-in-law, he might as well confess to Hsu Ziming.