Fortunately, there is still one day left. Tang Qingge is not in a hurry. The boat will naturally collapse at the bridge head!
Five groups of families began to prepare programs. In Songting's group, her husband decided to divorce her. Tomorrow is the last day. Her husband has been scolding her. Songting turned a deaf ear. She has been watching opera. She is a professional in opera and has not sung opera for a long time.
"I said, did you hear what I told you? What opera do you watch? Don't tell me you're going to perform opera. You're so happy. Do you think people still see your face now? I tell you, Songting, your present value is only my wife's identity. Apart from this identity, you're nothing now! You've lost all my face now. I tell you, go home now and don't embarrass me here !”
Songting looked up at the man she had loved for ten years and tried to suppress her anger. "I don't want to quarrel with you."
The most important thing is that she doesn't want to quarrel in front of Wang Yuzhe.
Song Ting's husband scowled. "Song Ting, are you talking to me? It's funny. You haven't recognized your identity yet. You're nothing without me. Why dare you be so good with me as an artist who has been supported by me?"
"Wang Jian!"
Song Ting's roar stunned everyone around her.
Tang Qingge looks at the past with his eyes slightly deep.
Wangyuzhe runs over, but he is standing beside Songting.
Wang Jian was so angry, "come here, little rabbit."
Songting suddenly stood up, stared at him and gasped, "I didn't intend to quarrel with you, but now, I have to tell you something. The reason why you dare to dictate to me is that I can only be scolded by you now. It's not because I'm out of breath and can only rely on you, but because someone told me to stop taking photos and go home. That person said he wanted to support me for a lifetime!"
Wang Jian's face changed. He saw that the staff and guests around him were looking at him. Fortunately, he didn't start shooting at this time. His face suddenly sank. "What do you mean, song Ting?"
"I mean, I don't mean anything. After ten years of marriage, I've had enough torture! You tortured me into a complete madman. Are you proud to see me like this? I used to stand in the spotlight and enjoy the attention, but now I'm driven into a madman! A poor madman!"
Wang Jian was stunned.
Songting screamed desperately, as if to shout out all her grievances. "Are you very proud? Are you proud of making me like this? Why do I want to sing opera? Why don't you let me sing opera? Why should my son be given to you? Why should you let me give up my dream and take care of your family by giving birth to your children? And you can spend your time outside. What do you think of me as an animal?"
"Over the years, you have been angry with me whenever you are unhappy. Animals don't have such treatment as me. However, I have to endure your anger all the time, because you let me know that I am nothing. I am no longer Songting. I can only rely on you to survive!"
"That's enough! When are you going to make trouble? It's outside, not at home."
Songting looks at Wang Jian, word by word, gritting her teeth, "I just want to make trouble!"
She has not made trouble in these years. She wants to make it all back!
"Songting!"
Wang Jian was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to slap Songting. However, Songting looked at him with tears in her eyes, but she was firm, "if you have the ability, you can fight. Anyway, after today, our relationship between husband and wife has come to an end. Today, I just want to sing."