Wear it quickly, it's better to live a miserable life than to die

When Lu Mo was 33 years old, her husband's mistress, with whom she had been in love for ten years, came to her with her fourth and fifth mistresses and confessed their relationship.

Looking at those young and beautiful girls, she was also so beautiful when she was in her twenties.

However, at the age of 28, she gave birth to triplets for her husband with weak sperm, and her flowering period ended.

The irreparable stretch marks on her belly and the hideous horizontal wound told her what she had been through.

In her thirties, she is no longer young, but her husband's career is booming. In her thirties, it is a charming time, and he has become the dream lover of countless women.

A body ravaged by hormones can never return to its former good state no matter how hard you try.

Triplets, three sons. The son said: "I want to change to a beautiful mother. This mother is too ugly."

Lu Mo was disheartened, and when she went to her own plaza, she ran into her husband and his lover shopping.

Where there is love, there is money.

Lu Mo was not short of money, and she had never received any gifts personally selected by her husband. Instead, they were just common items sent by her husband's assistant during various festivals.

The two people who were once in love swore to love only each other and would not tolerate anyone else. However, after the mistress showed up, the beautiful appearance was completely torn apart.

The son hugged his mistress and called out affectionately, "Aunt Zhu, I miss you so much, can you be my mother?"

Twenty-five-year-old Zhu Jia is very similar to Lu Mo at the age of twenty-five. She dresses like a strong woman, looks arrogant, and does not take anyone seriously.

Zhu Jia brought the fourth and fifth children, each one more beautiful than the other, and each of them had a shadow of Lu Mo's past. They were young, beautiful, lively, cute, and full of energy.

Each one is her, and each one is not her.

Lu Mo suddenly couldn't understand whether her husband loved her at the age of 20 or her as a person.

I got married at the age of 23, got pregnant at the age of 27, gave birth to a child at the age of 28, lay in bed for three years, and at the age of 31, found myself out of touch with society.

At the age of thirty-three, my husband made a mistake that every man in the world would make.

Zhu Jia said: "Those who are like you are all legitimate girlfriends, while those who are not like you are mistresses."

When saying this, Zhu Jia's expression showed neither sadness nor joy. Facing being surrounded by three children, she still did not show much expression.

Lu Mo did not argue. Five years were enough for her to see clearly the cold heart beneath her husband's handsome appearance.

"We are a legal couple." Lu Mo replied.

As long as she is alive, no one can surpass her.

"Yes, you and Gu Mosheng are a legal couple. As long as you are alive, no one can surpass you."

Zhu Jia said so.

But Lu Mo still died. He died late one night when he was driving home from the company and was killed by a speeding mud tanker.

Died on the spot.

The driver was sentenced to 20 years in prison for driving under the influence of alcohol and fatigue.

She saw that Gu Mosheng had gone crazy, dismissed all his cheating partners, and held his ashes all night long.

After that, he never married.

She saw that the three sons who had been clamoring for a new mother no longer wanted one, and they repeatedly remembered her as their old mother in their essays and in their future memories.

Will Lu Mo be happy?

No, she didn't feel happy at all. As long as she was alive, they all wanted to let her leave on her own initiative without making a fuss. Why did she bite and fight, wanting to become a disgusting and affectionate tool for others?

……

Ding Yi opened his eyes and heard Zhu Jia across from him say, "Those like you are all legitimate girlfriends, like the three of us, and those unlike you are mistresses, like many people."

A lot of people? How many?

Like Lumo?

Ding Yi smiled. The person Lu Mo met in the square last time also looked very similar to her.

The face is very similar.

The three people opposite her are very similar to her and have similar temperaments.

Young, full of energy, thinking that I am right under my feet.

Ding Yi didn't believe that such a person would be willing to be a third party.

Lu Mo, 33 years old, was terribly thin, with sunken cheeks, and a lingering sense of sickness lingering around him.

"What is your purpose?" Ding Yi asked directly.

"Force the emperor to abdicate!" Zhu Jia was more direct.

The words "force abdication" came out of her mouth as if asking, "Have you eaten?", without any change in her expression.

Ding Yi put his hands on the table, stood up, moved his eyes to the coffee on the table, picked it up and took a sip.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Zhu Jia move his body slightly, fearing that she would splash him.

Ding Yi put down his coffee and forced a tired smile, "Ms. Zhu, you don't look like you're here to force the emperor to abdicate. You look more like..."

He leaned over the table and leaned close to Zhu Jia's ear.

"More like a complaint."

Zhu Jia's pupils shrank and his face turned pale, then quickly disappeared.

Ding Yi smiled, she knew she guessed right.

"Complain?" Zhu Jia showed a sarcastic smile, but it was unclear who he was mocking.

"Miss Lu, only children would complain, adults would just fight to the death."

It’s not Mrs. Gu, but Miss Lu.

The more Zhu Jia talked, the more he revealed.

"Ms. Lu, Mr. Gu likes me, and your three sons like me too. I think I have the greatest chance of getting promoted. What do you think?"

Zhu Jia said with hatred, with an indelible melancholy in his eyes.

Ding Yi sat back lazily and said with a smile: "If Miss Zhu thinks so, it's not impossible. After all, a husband is not me, and a son is just barbecued pork. As long as I am here, this position is mine. Even if I am gone, this position is still mine."

Cold-hearted people always regret after they lose something.

Perhaps, I have never regretted it. After all, as for character setting, a dead person cannot crawl up from the ground to clear his name.

Zhu Jia looked at Ding Yi steadily, and left with Xiao Si and Xiao Wu.

Ding Yi's movements did not change, he still sat there.

This body not only has the aftereffects of childbirth, but also the problem of cancer cell spread. Fortunately, it was discovered early and can still be treated.

As Zhu Jia left, the madness in her eyes was gradually pulled back by reason. She looked back at the coffee shop and saw that the man was still sitting there without moving.

Gu Mosheng once described her as: "Quiet as a virgin, agile as a rabbit, startled as a flying swan, and graceful as a swimming dragon."

Zhu Jia discovered that this sentence was also appropriate for the person inside, and in fact, more appropriate than her.

"Do you think our plan will succeed?" Zhu Jia asked blankly, seeing his companions' equally confused eyes.

"do not know."

Today's conversation seemed to be initiated by Zhu Jia, but in fact Ding Yi was in control of the entire process.

After sitting for a while, Ding Yi paid the bill and got up to leave.

It's time to take a look at the affectionate husband and the "childish" son.

It is said that mother is the only goddess of a child in his childhood.

But even a child could see that Gu Mosheng didn't care about Lu Mo, so how could Lu Mo not see it?

However, Lu Mo was a woman with a strong sense of career ambition. After three years of recuperation, Lu Mo, who knew that she was out of touch, focused entirely on her career and neglected her husband and children.

Her husband also ignored her.