Qin Huairu went to the detention center to see Jia Dongxu and mentioned the matter of divorcing and remarrying.
Jia Dongxu knew that after he left, Qin Huairu definitely couldn't hold on, but he didn't expect that even before he left, his wife had already faltered.
"Impossible, I will absolutely not divorce you." The thought of abandoning him, don't even think about it.
"Without a divorce, have you thought about what our mother and kids will do?" Qin Huairu got even angrier, "You might as well die from illness or die from a work accident at your job."
"At least I could take over your job, so our mother and children wouldn't be without a household registration or income."
"You're locked up, you've already been fired from the steel mill, and the local authorities have already notified me to take the kids back to the countryside."
"Don't you know the situation of Old Jia's family back home?"
"Without even a mud house, where do you expect us three to live?"
