Busy feet hit the back of the head.

This day, at eight o'clock in the evening, the two returned home.

Fang Maonian worked as a driver for a day. He was so tired that he walked into the house and said, "You cook!"

Shaoyin took off her high heels, took off her small suit jacket, unbuttoned her shirt cuffs, and rolled up her sleeves slowly.

Then a belt was pulled out from behind the door.

"You, what are you doing?!" Fang Maonian watched her come over with the belt, and couldn't help shivering, the fear of being dominated by the belt resurfaced in his mind.

Shaoyin raised his hand and drew it: "Who are you calling?"

"I'm going! I'm going to cook!" Fang Maonian jumped up and ran to the kitchen.

Shaoyin grabbed his back and pulled a few belts before letting him go.

Fang Maonian made two dishes and one soup.

After eating, he said cautiously, "Wife, I'm tired, do you wash the dishes?"

Shao Yin pulled out a belt from the gap of the sofa behind his waist: "Who do you ask to do the dishes?"

"I brush! I brush!" Fang Maonian hurriedly shouted.

But Shaoyin made him roll all over the floor.

"Why do you still hit me!" Fang Maonian shouted loudly.

"I made the rice! I washed the bowls! I even worked as a driver for you for a day!"

"Why did you hit me!"

Fang Maonian really didn't understand, she asked for money, he gave it, she wanted to set up a factory, he fully supported it, why did she beat him? !

"I'll hit you, do I still need a reason?" Shaoyin sneered.

Chapter 209 The person at the bottom of the pit 11 Please divorce!

Fang Maonian was beaten all over, grinning, and enduring the pain, he went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

She can't do it if she doesn't wash it, because she doesn't wash it. Store it until tomorrow, and the bowl will stink. And if it stinks, he still washes it, because she won't wash it tomorrow.

Not only can she not wash, but she also asks him to cook. He will still cook tomorrow, and he will wash the dishes after dinner. If he didn't do well, or if she was in the mood, he would be beaten.

Oh shit! Whose wife is like this?

Fang Maonian was so angry that he splashed water everywhere! Cursing, with a gloomy face, it was the first time that he seriously considered divorce.

He had been impulsive once before and almost left. The reason why he didn't leave was because he was still a little reluctant in his heart.

Such a beautiful wife, if he leaves, where will he find another one? The re-married wife is definitely not as beautiful as her.

Thinking that the more he married, the uglier he became, Fang Maonian couldn't get over it.

But now, she has a great temper, and she whips him with the belt at every turn, and... Fang Maonian's eyes are a bit more gloomy, she has not let him touch him for a long time.

What's the use of a wife who has a big temper and doesn't let you touch her, no matter how beautiful she is? Fang Maonian thought about how to get her to agree to the divorce.

Once the factory is established, she cannot agree to divorce unless the factory is given to her. But this is impossible. Fang Maonian will not only not give it to her, but will also ask her to purify herself.

After being married for so many years, she didn't earn a lot of money, she spent a lot of money on various remedies, and she didn't give birth to a child. After delaying him for such a long time, it would be good for Fang Maonian not to let her lose money!

After washing the dishes, Fang Maonian came out of the kitchen and found that there was no one in the living room. After listening carefully, there was some movement in the bathroom, and his eyes flickered.

Anyway, I'm going to get a divorce. If you don't sleep, you won't sleep in vain. You will make money by sleeping one more time! Thinking like this, he laughed and got into the second bedroom.

They had been separated for a while, and she had been sleeping in the second bedroom. At this moment Fang Maonian got into the second bedroom, waiting for her to come back.

"Damn it! It's dirty!" Gray's voice shouted in his head, "Your bed is dirty! It's dirty by that spicy chicken!"

Shaoyin frowned: "Got it."

After taking a shower, wrap up in a nightgown and wipe your hair out.

Impatiently playing with Fang Maonian, he took a belt from under the dirty clothes basket and went to the bedroom.

"Wife, we haven't been there for a long time - I X!" As the quilt was lifted, Fang Maonian saw the belt in her hand, and the whole person was about to collapse, "Where did you get so many belts?!"

He clearly searched the house and found that a dozen belts were thrown away. How could she still have them? !

"Bought it at the stall." Shaoyin said, and the corner of his lips tickled, "Ten yuan for three pieces, don't feel bad if you break it."

Fang Maonian was about to die of anger! Can the belt be broken? He was beaten first, right?

"I'm joking with you, you have a good rest. You have to talk to President Wang tomorrow. If you don't rest, you won't be in good spirits." He took a few belts on his back, he forcibly endured it, and scurried out.

Shaoyin changed the sheets and quilt.

This is to fall asleep.

The next day, Shaoyin received Mr. Wang who came to talk about business in the factory.

"I'm here to entertain Mr. Wang, you go and watch Xiao Li to make tea, use the best tea leaves, don't neglect Mr. Wang!" Fang Maonian squeezed Shaoyin away, and pointed towards the meeting room with enthusiasm, "Mr. Wang , please here."

Shaoyin hummed.

Want to squeeze her out?

"You go." She said lightly, "I am the factory manager, you are just my assistant, no big or small."

President Wang paused, his eyes swept over the two of them.

Fang Maonian snorted in his heart, and said dissatisfiedly on his face: "What are you talking about, my wife? The family is so ostentatious! Besides, who is not a man? Don't make trouble!"

Shaoyin didn't wait for him to finish, she raised her leg and kicked him fiercely.

The trousers she is wearing today are convenient.

It hurts to kick someone with high heels. Fang Maonian almost didn't get up, staggered back a few steps, was supported by a few male employees, and pointed at her with a livid face: "You, you—"

Shaoyin pursed her hair and didn't have much messy hair, and smiled at Mr. Wang: "Mr. Wang, let's go to the conference room to chat?"

President Wang was still stunned, but he didn't return to his senses.

The employees in the factory were also stunned.

Only Fang Maonian had been beaten too many times, and he had already reacted. His face was blushing with anger, and he scolded: "Shen Xuan!