Quick Wear: Cannon Fodder She Wants to Be a Vicious Female Supporting Role

Thinking of this, Lan Xin wanted to give her original self a slap in the face. She was really suffering without any effort, and the result was that she would suffer for the rest of her life.

but......

Lan Xin wasn't about to put herself in a difficult position. She just spread her hands and said, "I'm not interested in competing with your good sister. There are men at home, and you want me, a woman, to fetch water. Why would I marry you?"

Song Jianguo: "Lan Xin, it's just carrying water, why are you so serious?"

Lan Xin: "As for that! Marry a man, get clothes and food. If you don't want to choose, it's okay. Then get a divorce!"

"you!"

Song Jianguo pointed at Lan Xin angrily and was speechless.

He naturally wasn't willing to divorce Lan Xin. After a while, he finally said, "I'll come back to fetch some water later," as if to compromise, and then strode out.

............

The next day.

When Lan Xin got up, the water tank had already been filled with water by Song Jianguo.

Seeing Lan Xin coming out, Song Jianguo changed his demeanor from yesterday and approached her in a somewhat flattering manner, "Lan Xin, look, I've already carried the water you asked me to. I know I was wrong. Can you please stop being angry with me?"

Lan Xin raised her eyebrows and looked at him. Did Song Jianguo think that she was always angry with him?

Lan Xin was too lazy to explain to him. She didn't want to continue living with him. She pointed to the corner of the wall not far away and said, "Since you've already fetched water, why not chop the firewood as well!"

Song Jianguo followed the direction of Lan Xin's finger and saw the pile of firewood in the corner of the kitchen. He nodded and said, "I was not thoughtful enough. I will go chop the firewood now."

As he spoke, Song Jianguo took out the axe, picked up the firewood and prepared to go out to chop it.

At this time...

A soft and weak voice sounded outside the door!

"Brother Song, I'm out of firewood. Can you..."

The person who came was Liu Guifang.

After saying this, he seemed to have just noticed Lan Xin standing beside him. With tears in his eyes, he looked at Lan Xin with a pitiful look on his face. "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry. I've never chopped wood before. I only know Brother Song here, so I came to find Brother Song. I hope you won't mind."

Before Lan Xin could say anything, Song Jianguo said, "She won't say anything. Let's go. I'll go help you chop the firewood."

Lan Xin reached out to stop him, "Song Jianguo, even if you want to chop firewood for your good sister, can you chop the firewood first?"

"I'll come back and chop it later."

Song Jianguo pushed Lan Xin's hand away, took Liu Guifang's hand and left without looking back.

Song Jianguo, who was just thinking about making Lan Xin calm down, immediately forgot his original intention when he saw his white moonlight appear.

It seems that Liu Guifang, the white moonlight, has an extraordinary influence on Song Jianguo.

Lan Xin looked at the backs of Song Jianguo and Li Guifang as they walked away, and fell into deep thought.

In this day and age, Song Jianguo does not have any problems with his class background. If he does not agree to sign the divorce agreement, it will be difficult for them to divorce.

but......

Perhaps, she could start with Liu Guifang.

Lan Xin collected her thoughts and smiled when she saw the firewood thrown casually on the ground. She was worried that she had no reason to look for Wang Yunyi, but Song Jianguo gave her the opportunity.

She asked Song Jianguo to take a good look. Since he didn't know how to feel sorry for his wife, naturally there would be other men who would feel sorry for her.

Lan Xin tidied herself up simply and knocked on Wang Yunyi's door.

only......

The person who opened the door was Wang Mingming, a little boy of only seven years old.

When Wang Mingming opened the door and saw Lan Xin, he walked out without hesitation and hugged Lan Xin's thighs. He looked up at Lan Xin with his little face, "Mom, are you here to look for Dad?"

Lan Xin:............

Lan Xin: Could it be that this child will call "Mom" as soon as he sees a girl?

Lan Xin had no choice but to squat down. Without correcting his address, she reached into her pocket, took out a candy, handed it to Wang Mingming, and said with a smile, "Little guy, is your dad home?"

Wang Mingming's eyes widened when he saw the candy in Lan Xin's hand. He carefully took the candy from Lan Xin's hand and nodded hurriedly, saying, "Yes, Mom, wait a minute. I'll go get Dad for you."

After saying that, Wang Mingming ran into Wang Yunyi's study.

But after a moment, Wang Yunyi walked out of the study and his eyes lit up when he saw Lan Xin standing outside the door.

"Comrade Lan Xin, was Song Jianguo called away by his sister again?"

After returning yesterday, Wang Yunyi collected a lot of information about Lan Xin and Song Jianguo. He learned that Lan Xin was the daughter of the director of the textile factory and had just married Song Jianguo two days ago.

Liu Guifang is the younger sister of Song Jianguo's neighbor. She was previously married to a worker in a textile factory. After that man died in an accident, Liu Guifang came to live with them with her daughter.

"Yes, he went to help Liu Guifang chop firewood."

Lan Xin nodded and continued, "Brother Wang, last time you said that if I need any help, I can come to you. Do you still mean what you said?"

Wang Yunyi: "That's natural. What do you need my help with?"

Lan Xin: "I don't know when Song Jianguo will be back. I don't have firewood to cook at home. I'd like you to help me chop some firewood. Is that okay?"

"Okay, I'll be there after I change my clothes."

After Wang Yunyi finished speaking, he turned and went into the room. When he came out, he had changed his clothes.

When he took off his glasses, his temperament changed immediately. Before, when he wore glasses and a white shirt, he gave people the feeling of a weak scholar.

When he takes off his glasses, he has a completely different temperament, and people will not associate him with a weak scholar at all.

............

In Lan Xin's courtyard.

Lan Xin glanced at the man who was sweating profusely while doing the splits, and smiled silently at his eight-pack abs that were faintly visible through his sweat-soaked clothes.

Originally she was still considering whether to choose this man as the father of her child, but now she doesn't need to hesitate anymore.

She has always preferred this kind of handsome man with eight-pack abs and full of masculinity to weak and effeminate men.

Watching the man chopping firewood for her while sweating profusely, Lan Xin turned and went into the kitchen, took out the white flour that Song Jianguo had been reluctant to eat before, and made a big pot of noodles.

By the time Lan Xin had finished making the noodles, Wang Yunyi had also chopped the firewood outside.

Lan Xin brought out a large bowl of noodles and said gratefully with a smile, "Brother Wang, I made noodles. You can take them back and eat them with Mingming. Thank you so much for today!"