It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

Chapter 589 Abba Abba

"Oh..." The woman nodded blankly, then after she came to her senses, she thought: What did I originally want to ask?

"Why is this lady drinking here? Is she unhappy? Is she unhappy? Has she encountered troubles?"

And you said you were forced to work overtime like me?

Beihefeng asked curiously, and complained in his heart.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then seemed as if he had really hit something. The wine glass in her hand stopped shaking and her expression became visibly depressed.

She sighed, "Yeah, who would want to drink to drown their sorrows if they weren't worried about something?"

Bei Hefenger glanced at her, took the initiative to move closer and asked cautiously: "Is it because of family matters?"

The woman was so absorbed in her own thoughts that she didn't notice Bechfinger's gossipy face at all. He was almost pulling out a bag of sunflower seeds and a Coke from his pocket.

"I originally thought that I would have a good life after marrying him, but... he gambles all the time every day and doesn't care about the family at all. He leaves all the housework and children to me. Now he even asks me to do the work. I really don't know what to do next..."

The more she spoke, the more confused and sad she became. Upon closer inspection, one could even see that her originally pretty face had become a little haggard.

Bei Hefenger took a sip of wine and looked at her with sympathy, "Oh my God, how could he do this? It's so irresponsible!"

"That's what I mean, men like this are really irresponsible..." a voice came from the side.

Bei Hefeng turned his head and saw that the bartender had been leaning against the side, mixing drinks and listening with a sad face.

Bechfinger: ?

"My friends are all advising me to divorce that guy, but what about the children after the divorce?" The woman took a big sip of wine.

Bei Hefenger also took a sip, his face full of sympathy, but he was complaining, "What can we do if we don't divorce? The child won't get the father's love if they don't divorce."

The bartender next to him nodded in agreement, "That's right, I think it's better to get a divorce as soon as possible."

The woman sighed, and halfway through she realized that what they said made a lot of sense.

"We can fight for custody of the children, which is better than letting them live with a gambler. We can also earn money by ourselves, which is better than having the gambler steal it and gamble it away. And the most important thing is that we won't be bothered by it if we don't see it." The bartender opened and closed his mouth and talked babble again.

The more the woman listened, the more she felt he was right.

Bechfinger nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, yes, yes, that's right, that's right, that's it."

Then somehow, the style of the painting went astray.

Woman: "I even think I can find someone reliable after I get divorced."

Bechfinger: “You’re right.”

Bartender: "Yeah, it's hard to find a man with four legs, but you can always find one with two legs!"

The woman winked at Bechfinger and said, "What do you think of my sister, handsome boy?"

Bechfinger: “Aba Aba.” I don’t understand.

Bartender: "Well, I think that one over there is pretty good."

The other two turned their heads and saw a stunningly handsome man standing behind them.

Amuro Toru, who had somehow gotten himself into some unknown situation, said: “…”

The woman silently gave the bartender a thumbs up.

Bechfinger next to him burst out laughing.

【The author feels that his mental state is very good. 】