Seeing the mother and daughter, Shen Muxi was not surprised.

Shen Yongming was a little flustered, "You guys, why did you go downstairs?" ”

Jiang Zhiyan said angrily: "Let's not go downstairs, are we still waiting for your father and daughter to finish eating?" The three of us were hungry upstairs, panicked, and you fell downstairs to eat happily. ”

She looked at the dishes on the table, "Rich, it's really rich, Shen Yongming, you goddamn it, I've been married to you for so many years, you have never cooked a meal for me, even if I am sick, you haven't even cooked a ginger soup for me, you have never entered the kitchen, today I cooked a table of dishes for this slut." ”

The more she spoke, the more angry she became, "Shen Yongming, why did I fall in love with you in the first place, why did you treat me like this?" I married you and bore you children, what did you do to me? I've never thought about me, if I don't want to cook, you just let Aunt Wang do it, or go out to eat, you never thought about cooking a meal for you, even if it's a meal, you have never treated me as a lover, just as a woman who lives with you, right? ”

Shen Yongming frowned, "What are you crazy about here, go back upstairs." ”

"I'm not going back, why should I go back, you guys are eating here, why should I go back, I have to eat too." She said and sat down.

"Aunt Wang, bring me a pair of chopsticks." She shouted, but there were tears in her eyes, "I want to taste the taste of my husband's cooking today, I'm afraid that if I don't taste it today, I won't have a chance in the future." ”

Aunt Wang was also a little sad when she heard her words, it was really pitiful for a woman to be like her.

Although his wife wears gold and silver, she is really unhappy.

Aunt Wang brought her a pair of chopsticks.

She sat there and ate a piece of each dish.

"Okay, it's really good, it's not bad, come to think of it, it's not the first time you've done it, I'm afraid you've done it countless times for Zhao Yutong's slut, right? You really love her, and treat her as your lover, but what about me? Shen Yongming, what about me? ”

She jerked to her feet, reached out and tossed the table to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Shen Yongming looked at the table of dishes that she overturned, raised his hand and slapped her, "Jiang Zhiyan, for so many years, you can buy whatever you want, and you can spend money as much as you want, am I not good to you?" What more do you want? ”

"What do I want? Don't you know what I want? I want my husband's love for me, I want a man who really treats me as a lover, you give me money to spend, what else have you given me besides giving me money? I've been with you for so many years, and you've never cooked me a meal, do you ever love me? You've never been home to me......" Jiang Zhiyan covered her face, even more sad.

Shen Yongming pursed his lips, "When you're old, what kind of love are you talking about?" ”

"When you were young, you never said you loved me, when we were together, when you were drunk and crazy on me, you regarded me as the object of desire, and the only few times you were gentle with me was to call Zhao Yutong's name."

Why does Jiang Zhiyan hate Zhao Yutong? Why does she hate her? Just because her man remembered that woman all his life, but never regarded her as a lover.