I walked downstairs alone, and heard Luo Cuiqiong's roar in the house: "Huang Ziming, you finally look like a man, dare to divorce me, you eat my life now, I use mine, the work is arranged by me, can you bear it, you dare to divorce me, what the old lady can give you can make you nothing!" I stood at the door and looked inside, leaned against the door frame and lit a cigarette, Luo Cuiqiong turned her back to me and didn't seem to know my existence, Huang Ziming's head was also raised, and he didn't speak, but there seemed to be a little more determination in his eyes, Luo Cuiqiong still smashed things unrelentingly, scolding while smashing: "Tinkering with this broken plane and broken lens all day long......

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