Ex-wife flirting: Husband, forced marriage is invalid

Such a cloudy weather caused the temperature in City S to drop a lot.

Su Yutong's cold also lasted for a week, always coming and going. These days, she didn't go to work. In order to leave Nie Chuhang completely, she even thought about resigning.

Although she used to really like this job, but sometimes, she really had to give up the next thing in order to fulfill another wish she wanted.

After sending the manga with a watermark belonging to her pen name to the editor who contacted her, Su Yutong turned off the computer.

The six-frame cartoon that Gu Shaojie told her was just a way of expressing the diary in the form of comics. She had been posting it on her personal blog, but she never expected to be seen by others, so she signed a copyright contract with her.

This is also considered a small income, so that she would not immediately quit her job and have no money to support her daughter.

The weather was getting colder and colder, she was covered with a loose sweater, listening to the little lucky in the living room learning words with a dot reader, reading in a sweet voice, she was having a great time playing alone.

These days, she also asked for leave for Lucky. The mother and daughter stayed at home, and she took care of the children by herself.

Suddenly there was the sound of keys turning outside the door, and then Fang Qingcheng bluffed, "Little Lucky, let's see what delicious food Auntie bought you!"

"Aunt Chengcheng!" Little Lucky dropped the pen, ran over in two or three steps, looked at the things in her bag, and shouted again, "Baked chicken wings with honey sauce! I'm going to call Mommy!"

As soon as Fang Qingcheng looked up, she saw that Su Yutong had come out. She sighed, "Look at your precious daughter, you can't forget your mother no matter what you eat."

"Of course, my family is the luckiest. If you envy me, you should marry yourself and give birth to a caring little padded jacket."

Su Yutong helped her put the food on a plate, and smiled by the way.

The corners of Fang Qingcheng's mouth twitched, "Come on, you've been away from this scumbag for a few days, and your former eloquence has returned. How is your health today?"

"I'm fine now. I drink medicine every day. I feel like throwing up. It's just a small cold."

"It's just a small cold?? Who had a fever that day and almost fainted, and the doctor found out that he would have pneumonia later?" Fang Qingcheng glared at her angrily.

Su Yutong took Little Lucky to wash his hands, and when he came back to eat together, Little Lucky asked strangely: "Mommy, can little padded jackets be born?"

"Mummy is a metaphor. It's like being lucky and being so good. She is Mommy's favorite baby."

"So, where's Dad?"

In the past few days, Xiaoxing asked this question more than once, but because the situation was too special, she didn't have an explanation to the child, and suddenly disappeared from that man's world.

Having gotten used to having the role of father in life, Little Lucky really felt very reluctant.

Seeing her innocent and pure eyes, Su Yutong felt a little pain in his heart.

She couldn't give her daughter a complete family, and the father's love she enjoyed was so short and fake, but she didn't want to affect her daughter's heart, so she didn't say anything.

Listening to her question now, Fang Qingcheng stroked her forehead and sighed, and really didn't know how to come up with an idea.

Su Yutong lowered her eyes and said, "Dad has something to leave, just like Superman's father, he has a lot of things to do."

"When will dad come back?"

"Luckily, if you grow up obediently, Dad will come back." Such a cloudy weather caused the temperature in S City to drop a lot.

Su Yutong's cold also lasted for a week, always coming and going. These days, she didn't go to work. In order to leave Nie Chuhang completely, she even thought about resigning.

Although she used to really like this job, but sometimes, she really had to give up the next thing in order to fulfill another wish she wanted.

After sending the manga with a watermark belonging to her pen name to the editor who contacted her, Su Yutong turned off the computer.

The six-frame cartoon that Gu Shaojie told her was just a way of expressing the diary in the form of comics. She had been posting it on her personal blog, but she never expected to be seen by others, so she signed a copyright contract with her.

This is also considered a small income, so that she would not immediately quit her job and have no money to support her daughter.

The weather was getting colder and colder, she was covered with a loose sweater, listening to the little lucky in the living room learning words with a dot reader, reading in a sweet voice, she was having a great time playing alone.

These days, she also asked for leave for Lucky. The mother and daughter stayed at home, and she took care of the children by herself.

Suddenly there was the sound of keys turning outside the door, and then Fang Qingcheng bluffed, "Little Lucky, let's see what delicious food Auntie bought you!"

"Aunt Chengcheng!" Little Lucky dropped the pen, ran over in two or three steps, looked at the things in her bag, and shouted again, "Baked chicken wings with honey sauce! I'm going to call Mommy!"

As soon as Fang Qingcheng looked up, she saw that Su Yutong had come out. She sighed, "Look at your precious daughter, you can't forget your mother no matter what you eat."

"Of course, my family is the luckiest. If you envy me, you should marry yourself and give birth to a caring little padded jacket."

Su Yutong helped her put the food on a plate, and smiled by the way.

The corners of Fang Qingcheng's mouth twitched, "Come on, you've been away from this scumbag for a few days, and your former eloquence has returned. How is your health today?"

"I'm fine now. I drink medicine every day. I feel like throwing up. It's just a small cold."

"It's just a small cold?? Who had a fever that day and almost fainted, and the doctor found out that he would have pneumonia later?" Fang Qingcheng glared at her angrily.

Su Yutong took Little Lucky to wash his hands, and when he came back to eat together, Little Lucky asked strangely: "Mommy, can little padded jackets be born?"

"Mummy is a metaphor. It's like being lucky and being so good. She is Mommy's favorite baby."

"So, where's Dad?"

In the past few days, Xiaoxing asked this question more than once, but because the situation was too special, she didn't have an explanation to the child, and suddenly disappeared from that man's world.

Having gotten used to having the role of father in life, Little Lucky really felt very reluctant.

Seeing her innocent and pure eyes, Su Yutong felt a little pain in his heart.

She couldn't give her daughter a complete family, and the father's love she enjoyed was so short and fake, but she didn't want to affect her daughter's heart, so she didn't say anything.

Listening to her question now, Fang Qingcheng stroked her forehead and sighed, and really didn't know how to come up with an idea.

Su Yutong lowered her eyes and said, "Dad has something to leave, just like Superman's father, he has a lot of things to do."

"When will dad come back?"

"Luckily grow up obediently, Dad will come back."