Stop! You're Just An Ex-husband

After the worship, the two packed up and returned to Hangzhou. A few days did not return to the bustling metropolis, hang YunRuo heart has a subtle feeling.

It's just that I feel contradictory and tangled. On the one hand, I want to enjoy a free and natural life. On the other hand, they can't give up the convenience and quickness given by modern life.

After a few days' rest at home, Mu Jingyang returned to his normal work, in order to recover the chaos caused during the wedding. Almost every day, I go out early and come back late. I'm either socializing or having a meeting.

Hang YunRuo stayed at home by himself. Idle with flowers and plants, or sitting in front of the drawing board painting against the stars. But always feel bored, empty heart.

"Miss Chen, what do you think of marriage?" The elegant voice of a hostess came from the TV, and then she was waiting for the teacher Chen to answer the question.

"Marriage is actually two people living together. Want a happy marriage. We must make progress and grow together. Some women are raised at home after they get married, around their husbands, pots and children every day. Slovenly, for a long time, men will lose the freshness of marriage

Hang YunRuo was stunned. Then secretly compared with their own situation. After marriage, besides going to the studio and waiting for Fang Yongchen to come back, he basically stayed at home and waited for mu Jingyang to come home.

"Women's economic independence is also a big problem in marriage! You ask your husband for money every day, even if he has more money. He will also think about how much money you need to do when you are at home every day. In this way, contradictions arise. God knows a woman sees a bag she likes. How I want to have my favorite clothes

The teacher Chen is still talking. But hang YunRuo couldn't listen any more. She was a little afraid that one day Mu Jingyang would look at herself with questioning eyes and dislike her old age.

Moreover, a man like Mu Jingyang, even if he is married, is one in a million gold owners in the eyes of other women, just like a lamp in the dark, which makes people want to get close to him.

"I can't go down like this any more! I don't want to live like that Hang YunRuo screamed, quickly ran to the front of the computer, opened the recruitment website, quickly browsed the recruitment information.

After browsing for a long time, but the jobs on the website are basically the same, and the salary is also unsatisfactory. Hang YunRuo scratched his head in a distracted way, and suddenly his eyes brightened.

"Luoyun University of fine arts is looking for an art teacher, who is required to have the basic skills of sketch and traditional Chinese painting, have a sense of responsibility, love education, have a strong affinity, and have a school location..."

Hang YunRuo clapped his hands excitedly. The job seemed very suitable for him, so he quickly wrote his resume, attached with some pictures of his works, and carefully click send.

Hang YunRuo looks at the words of successful delivery on the recruitment website, and he looks forward to it. Looking forward to a new job, looking forward to a new environment, also looking forward to a better self in the new environment.

Next, he browsed some jobs, screened out some good looking jobs, and carefully delivered his resume. After finishing this job, hang YunRuo contentedly lay on the sofa, picked up an apple and took a bite.

But the feeling of happiness hasn't lasted for a few seconds, and hang YunRuo is a little worried. Will Mu Jingyang let himself go out to work? Although he is not a male chauvinist, he will not advocate the old idea that "men dominate the outside and women dominate the inside".

But he did not discuss with him on his own, Mu Jingyang may not be happy.

"Ah, what to do? I don't care if I'm scolded or not. I have to go to work even if I quarrel. I can't be reduced to a yellow faced woman who looks at her husband's face every day at home."

Hang YunRuo waves his fist and cheers himself up. He thinks that when Mu Jingyang comes back in the evening, he will tell Mu Jingyang about his work and marriage.

Thinking about the whole person, he couldn't open his eyes. Hang YunRuo adjusted his position on the sofa and fell asleep.

"YunRuo, wake up, wake up! Have your favorite spicy clavicle Hang YunRuo, who is still asleep, opens his eyes and sits up from the sofa when he hears the spicy clavicle.

Half squinting his eyes and smelling the spicy taste, he subconsciously stretched out his little hand to hold the spicy clavicle in his arms, but he didn't find it after groping for a long time, and finally he opened his eyes unhappily.

Mu Jingyang looked at hang YunRuo's small mouth and wrinkled a small face, as if he had been bullied. He shook his head funny and rubbed his big hand on hang YunRuo's head.

"Well..." hang YunRuo finally woke up completely. See Mu Jingyang funny looking at himself, a red face.

"Er, the sun is so good in the afternoon. I fell asleep when it was warm. Did you just come back?" Hang YunRuo some embarrassed explanation, fingers fiddle with his hair, forced to change the topic.

"As soon as I came back, I saw a pig in my house sleeping, washing his hands and eating!" Mu Jingyang nodded hang YunRuo's forehead and laughed a little.

"Mu Jingyang, I have something to tell you..." hang YunRuo's face is slightly serious. He puts down his chopsticks and looks at Mu Jingyang.

Mu Jingyang took a puzzled look at hang YunRuo. Seeing that hang YunRuo was so serious, he put down his chopsticks to listen to what hang YunRuo was going to say.

"I haven't had a stable job since I married you. In order not to become a woman who only asks for money but also depends on her husband's face, I decided to go out and look for a job!"

Hang YunRuo quietly watched Mu Jingyang's reaction. The expression on Mu Jingyang's face did not change. He could not see whether he was happy or not. Hang YunRuo clenched his fist nervously.

"What kind of work?" Mu Jingyang understands hang YunRuo's idea. She is a girl who has no sense of security. She must have heard poison chicken soup, so she has such a reaction now.

"Teach children to draw," hang YunRuo said, "is that ok?"

Mu Jingyang looks at the worried sample on hang YunRuo's face and thinks it's funny. But he also knows how much hang YunRuo attaches importance to this matter, so he doesn't dare to tease hang YunRuo and nods his head.

"It's ok if you want to go to work, but there's only one thing. If you're not happy or feel sick, you have to go home immediately!" Mu Jingyang said to hang YunRuo seriously, "it's my husband's responsibility to raise you. I'm also honored. If other people want to raise you, they can't raise you!"

Hang YunRuo was deeply moved by Mu Jingyang's words. In fact, she and Mu Jingyang are not short of money. They work more to contact more people and things and enrich their own experience.

However, the work is not so simple, maybe the work is not tired, but to balance the interpersonal relationship in the work is very complex. Hang YunRuo was worried, but mu Jingyang's words gave him a lot of courage and confidence.

"It's very kind of you, Mu Jingyang!"

Hang YunRuo gently dropped a kiss on Mu Jingyang's forehead across the table.

"Hey, stupid woman, you seem to have oil on your mouth..."