You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 2792: She is horrible
Before, he never regretted it.
Because in his opinion, He Cirong is much more spiritual than him.
He Cirong will surely become a well-known painter at home and abroad.
He couldn't fulfill his dream, his wife did it for him, the same.
But, he was wrong.
After He Cirong married him, she seldom painted again.
She is keen on all kinds of communication and participates in all kinds of parties, drinks and dances.
In my spare time, I go shopping, go shopping, exercise, and do spa.
The study he had specially prepared for her was covered in dust.
When he urged her to paint, she had to draw a few strokes, but the things she drew didn't have the aura she used to have.
Just when he couldn't help but want to get angry and want to question her, where did that talented and aura girl go before marrying him, He Cirong was pregnant.
His parents are very happy.
He's going to be a father, and he's happy too.
The sudden joy made him temporarily suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart.
Not long after her son was born, before weaning, He Cirong became pregnant with her second child.
This time, it's a daughter.
A man who has a son will most likely wish to have another daughter.
Knowing that He Cirong was pregnant with a daughter, he was happier than when he knew that He Cirong was pregnant with a son.
When my daughter was born, the family was very lively.
The studio he specially prepared for He Cirong became the children's toy room.
His life is filled with two children, and the dream of painting seems to have become a past life.
I thought that life would be so mundane, but it went on simply and warmly.
Until just now, he saw the video of the conversation between He Cirong and Wen Qiuci.
Faced with her uneducated and scarred biological son, He Cirong was restless, impatient, and indifferent, without the slightest guilt, heartache, or pity.
He looked at He Cirong on the screen like he was looking at a devil.
He never knew that the person beside him was such a terrible woman.
She didn't feel any sympathy for her own son's suffering in China.
What she thought was how to distance herself from Wen Qiuci so that Wen Qiuci would not affect her.
It's horrible!
The person next to his pillow turned out to be such a cold-blooded and ruthless woman that he felt terrible.
Does he want to spend the rest of his life with such a terrible woman?
No.
Impossible!
He will never!
Now, Wen Qiuci is of no use to He Cirong, and He Cirong can't wait to get rid of him like he wants to get rid of a mass of garbage.
No one is ever better.
Wait until later, when he has difficulties and when he is down?
What will He Cirong do to him.
He dared not think.
He's getting a divorce.
He Cirong is no longer the woman he loved.
The He Cirong, whom he loved at the time, was smart, spiritual, and immortal.
Where is the current He Cirong?
Thick, cold-blooded, philistine!
He's getting a divorce!
He would rather have two children on his own than let his children grow up with such a mother.
She is horrible!
"What nonsense are you talking about? Where am I cold-blooded?" He Cirong eagerly defended: "Everything I do is for you, for our children, for our family! If our parents knew about me and you I have had children before getting married, they will definitely quarrel with me, I don't want you to be caught between me and my parents, everything I do is for you!"
"No, you don't have to argue anymore," Xu Rang shook his head: "You are not for me, you are for yourself! You don't want to recognize Wen Qiuci, just because you want to live a comfortable life like this , you don't want your life to be disturbed by Wen Qiuci, so even if your own flesh and blood are uneducated and scarred by abuse, you will not be indifferent! He Cirong, mother is the greatest word in this world, but your mother , defiled the title of mother, you are too cold-blooded, too terrible, too... make me sick!"