Story Synopsis：Shen Ci openly danced closely with her little bamboo horse on our wedding anniversary.
The gazes around me scrutinized me, and I suddenly felt bored, so I stepped out.
Behind her came her displeased reprimand: "Xue Zehao, what are you making a fuss about! So lacking in grace!"
I pretended to be a good husband for three years, and I don't want to pretend anymore. I turned to her and gave her the middle finger.