Chapter 322 Extravagant Wife VS Scrap-Collecting Husband 16

evening.

It was pouring rain outside, and the TV in the living room was on the whole time. Suddenly, an emergency news report appeared on the screen: Due to the heavy rainfall, in a certain area…

Jiang Zhiyi lay on the bed with her eyes closed, resting, while Zhou Zechuan sat beside her, applying body lotion to her.

The milky white cream was applied to her back. She bought very expensive brands; the texture was light, refreshing, and had a faint, pleasant fragrance.

He gently spread the jelly-like cream all over his skin. It absorbed quickly, leaving his skin feeling smooth and soft.

Zhou Zechuan enjoyed helping her with these things. Although he thought her skin was good and she didn't need these products, he would help her since she wanted to use them, and he also thoroughly enjoyed the process.

Jiang Zhiyi let him do as he pleased, she didn't even have the strength to turn over or raise her hand.

Thinking back to that afternoon...

Jiang Zhiyi remembered that they were clearly arguing back then, and she blamed herself for not being able to control herself and being bewitched by him. She should have firmly rejected him then and continued arguing with him.

Thinking of all this, Jiang Zhiyi kicked her legs, preparing to start picking a fight. She said in a dissatisfied tone, "You just now..."

She was referring to the moment just now, when the two of them hadn't taken any protective measures.

Zhou Zechuan pinched her calf, remaining silent for the moment.

If I'm really pregnant...

Zhou Zechuan also harbored a little thought: if she really was pregnant, he would take good care of her and give birth to the baby.

He has now taken on a lot of business and reached many long-term cooperation agreements. If nothing unexpected happens, his income will steadily increase in the future, and supporting a small child will not be a big problem.

They can consider having a child now, which would also help her settle down.

Zhou Zechuan: "If you get pregnant, then have the baby. You always told me you wanted a baby."

She used to talk to him a lot about having children, and even said she wanted to give him the most mischievous little baby so she could ride on his head and bully him every day.

Jiang Zhiyi kicked his hand, "I didn't want to have children before. Zhou Zechuan, you're so poor now, I don't want to have children with you. If you still can't earn money, let alone children, I don't even want to live with you anymore."

She brought the issue to the forefront.

"I can afford it." Zhou Zechuan grabbed her restless leg. "Don't worry, I can afford to support you and the baby."

Jiang Zhiyi wanted to say something, but when she looked up, she saw Zhou Zechuan's dark eyes staring at her, with a sense of oppression.

She felt inexplicably nervous, but after a moment of hesitation, she still didn't change her mind.

"Zhou Zechuan, you're penniless now, I won't have any children with you!"

Zhou Zechuan didn't reply. After applying body lotion to her, he helped her put on her clothes and said, "I'll go cook."

The rain outside hadn't stopped, and it was getting heavier and heavier.

Around 11 p.m., just as the two had fallen asleep, a piercing telephone ring suddenly broke out in the bedroom.

Zhou Zechuan answered the phone.

The voice on the other end of the phone was helpless and panicked, "Zechuan, something's happened! Something's happened!"

"What's wrong?" Zhou Zechuan could hear the urgency in his voice.

“We parked two cars over at the construction site. I saw it was raining so hard, so I thought I'd tear some plastic sheeting over to cover them up. Who knew there was an old lady who collects recyclables lying under the cars, covered in blood. We don’t know when she slipped in there. The ambulance just took her away. She might… she might die!”