Huo Beixiao pulled out a folding cot from behind the wardrobe and unfolded it.

"I'll sleep here, you sleep in the bed."

Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at Huo Beixiao, a tall man who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, curled up on the cot, and felt a mix of emotions.

She really wanted to ask Huo Beixiao why he liked Jiang Yiran so much.

If he and Jiang Yiran were childhood sweethearts, she could understand.

But they are not.

As far as she knew, Huo Beixiao had only met Jiang Yiran once before today, which was the time they went on their first date.

Moreover, it is said that Huo Beixiao was busy with work at the factory at the time, so he only glanced at it briefly before leaving.

She simply couldn't understand where Huo Beixiao's feelings for Jiang Yiran came from.

Could it be love at first sight?

If it was truly love at first sight, why was he never home after marrying Jiang Yiran in his previous life?

Jiang Qiaoqiao couldn't figure it out, so she stopped thinking about it.

She was exhausted after experiencing so much today, and fell asleep shortly after closing her eyes.

June is the hottest time of the year.

Even though Huo Beixiao's apartment was on the first floor of a tenement building, it was still very hot.

Not long after Jiang Qiaoqiao fell asleep, she unconsciously kicked off the blanket.

She was only wearing shorts, and her long, white legs were not only exposed but also extended out of the bed, resting on Huo Beixiao, who was sleeping on a cot.

Huo Beixiao was not asleep yet.

At that moment, all I could see was a dazzling, porcelain-white light.

He was a normal, energetic man, and it was inevitable that his heartbeat would be out of rhythm.

He subconsciously looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao's face; in the bright moonlight, the young woman's face was as white as jade.

It felt like there was a fire burning inside him.

He quickly closed his eyes and turned to the other side.

But he didn't sleep much that night.

He could see Jiang Yiran as soon as he closed his eyes.

Jiang Yiran was either crying, hysterically accusing him of being irresponsible towards his family, or walking towards the execution ground...

She was completely different from the Jiang Yiran he had met today, yet he knew that it was Jiang Yiran.

He could no longer suppress the conflict and guilt in his heart.

The next day, when Jiang Qiaoqiao got up, the cot had already been folded up and put away.

She didn't see Huo Beixiao and assumed he had already gone to work.

Just as I was thinking of cooking myself some simple breakfast, Huo Beixiao returned from outside.

He was also holding an aluminum lunchbox, which he handed to her, saying, "Breakfast."

The lunchbox contained two meat buns, an egg, and a bag of soy milk.

Jiang Qiaoqiao was in a good mood.

Well, the fact that the man knew to buy her breakfast means that he wasn't only thinking about Jiang Yiran; she still had a good chance of winning him over.

"Come and eat with us!" Jiang Qiaoqiao said to Huo Beixiao after sitting down at the table with her lunchbox.

"I've already eaten."

After their question and answer, the two ran out of things to say.

The atmosphere was inexplicably a little awkward.

Jiang Qiaoqiao organized her thoughts and told Huo Beixiao about her plans to set up a stall, "I..."

"you……"

Unexpectedly, as soon as she spoke, Huo Beixiao, who had been silent, also spoke up.

They both spoke at the same time, then simultaneously fell silent.

The air fell silent again.

"You go first!"

"You go first."

When they spoke again, they all spoke in unison.

"You go first," Huo Beixiao cleared his throat and spoke again.

Jiang Qiaoqiao didn't stand on ceremony and said directly, "When I went out to buy groceries yesterday, I saw that the government is now supporting individual businesses, and there are quite a few people setting up stalls in the city to do business. I also want to set up a stall to earn some money to supplement my family's income."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Huo Beixiao with a nervous expression in her watery almond-shaped eyes.

Although the government does support street vending and individual businesses, most ordinary people still cannot accept it, believing that doing business is speculation and profiteering.

In particular, many men still hold feudalistic remnants, believing that among scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, merchants are the lowest class and looking down on them.

People like Huo Beixiao, who have secure jobs in factories, especially look down on self-employed individuals.

Of course, many people are afraid to do business because they worry that if the policies are restored to what they were before, they will retaliate.

Therefore, the people who do business now are the ones who are bold, enterprising, and willing to take risks.

Huo Beixiao's expression remained impassive. "You can decide your own affairs. If you need any help, just let me know."

Huo Beixiao spoke almost without hesitation.

Jiang Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that he didn't object.

"What were you trying to say to me just now?" she asked, blinking her almond-shaped eyes in a good mood.

Huo Beixiao glanced at her and said, "Your clothes are a bit old. Go buy two new ones today."

As he spoke, he pushed ten yuan and two cloth coupons in front of Jiang Qiaoqiao.

Cotton cloth will not be available nationwide until December 1st of this year, and cloth ration coupons will be abolished.

But in fact, in most places now you don't need cloth coupons to buy cloth or ready-made clothes.

Jiang Qiaoqiao stared blankly at the money and cloth coupons for a moment.

She never expected that Huo Beixiao would give her money to buy clothes.

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Huo Beixiao's face; he knew that ten yuan wasn't enough to buy two pieces of clothing.

If you want to buy ready-made clothes, you won't be able to buy a single garment.

But yesterday, when he heard Jiang Yong'an say that Jiang Qiaoqiao had taken all the betrothal gifts and dowry, and hadn't given anything to Jiang Yiran, he suddenly didn't know what was going on.

As if blinded by greed, he gave all his savings to Jiang Yiran, as if only in this way could he slightly alleviate his guilt.

He explained with some difficulty, "I'm sorry, yesterday Jiang Yong'an told me that Jiang Yiran married into the countryside and has nothing. So I sent all my savings to Jiang Yiran, and I only have ten yuan left."

After he finished speaking, he added, "From now on, I'll give you my household expenses first after I get my salary each month!"

When he took the cookie box containing the money and coupons out of the cupboard yesterday, Jiang Qiaoqiao already knew what he was going to do.

But when she heard Huo Beixiao tell her that she had given all those money and tickets to Jiang Yiran, she still felt a little uneasy.

They say that where money is, there your heart is.

He treated Jiang Yiran like that...

Seeing Jiang Qiaoqiao's changing expression, Huo Beixiao couldn't help but feel a surge of irritation.

For some reason, he felt like he had experienced this situation countless times before, and he was certain that the woman was going to argue with him in this situation.

He doesn't want to argue with women.

He suddenly stood up and walked out of the house, saying, "I have to go to work, I'm leaving now."

He was stunned for a moment after he finished speaking.

For some reason, he said it very smoothly, and he knew that the woman would start yelling at him hysterically the next moment.

He had only one thought: he had to get away before she yelled.