Chu Xing nodded.

"With the current economic downturn, many companies have stopped hiring. Many small companies have gone bankrupt and closed down, and large companies are not doing much better. Even stocks are plummeting. So instead of racking your brains and running around looking for a job, you might as well start your own business. Maybe you can carve out a niche for yourself against the tide."

He paused for a moment at this point:

"Unfortunately, I don't have any money right now, so this plan is just a thought."

Song Mai remained silent for a long time without saying a word.

I muttered to myself, "Why would I want to start a business when I'm already so poor?"

She fidgeted with her clothes, as if startled by the man's suggestion.

Chu Xing felt a chill in his heart.

Just as he expected, when she heard that he wanted to start a business, she thought he was being delusional and that he was penniless and unaware of it.

However, the woman's voice rang out again the next second:

[You wouldn't take Grandpa Chu's retirement money to start a business, would you? That's unacceptable!]

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her bedroom. After rummaging through the drawer for a while, she found a bank card.

With clear and sincere eyes, she handed the bank card to Chu Xing.

"This is the money I've saved over the past few years. Because of my family situation, I've given a lot of money to my family. I don't have much left, only 50,000 yuan. I'm afraid it won't be of much help. If you don't mind, you can take it first. Consider it a loan. You can pay me back when you make money."

Her small, slender hand, white as jade, trembled slightly as she held the bank card, because Chu Xing hadn't taken it.

She seemed to think the man was embarrassed to take it, so she added:

"Take it. At least we're husband and wife now. You just helped me, now I'll help you. Don't forget me when you get rich."

Chu Xing was stunned for a moment, looking at the bank card in front of him, and for a moment he felt that the situation was not real.

Instead of being scared away, she was afraid he would take her grandfather's retirement money, so she lent him all the money she had.

I really don't know whether to call her kind or foolish.

Isn't she afraid that I'm lying to her?

Song Mai seemed to have read the man's mind, and smiled slightly.

"I believe you. You just said you wouldn't lie to me, didn't you?"

Her gaze was as intense as fire, making Chu Xing feel that the fire burned right to the core of his heart.

It just won't go out.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his voice was hoarse:

"Okay, I'll definitely pay you back when I make money."

He took the bank card and put it in a compartment of his laptop bag.

Song Mai was relieved to see that he had accepted the clothes, and took the change of clothes into the bathroom.

The next morning, Assistant Lu drove his car and parked it at the entrance of the residential area next to Songmai.

He glanced at the time; it was five in the morning.

It was earlier than usual.

At 5:05, the man opened the car door and got in. There were two dark circles under his eyes, and he looked exhausted.

"To the airport."

Assistant Lu stepped on the gas and the car sped off down the road.

Chu Xing pinched the bridge of his nose and took out the documents from his bag to organize them.

As I was about to put it back in my bag, a card rolled out from a hidden compartment.

He bent down, picked it up, and looked at the bank card again and again.

When I ran into Song Mai yesterday, Assistant Lu was also there.

He thought that once the truth was revealed, Chu Xing would never return to that slum-like house, but unexpectedly, Chu Xing seemed to have become addicted to living there, going back as soon as he got off work.

Assistant Lu glanced at the card in the man's hand through the rearview mirror.

"Master Yun, are you planning to give this money to that woman?"

Chu Xing put the card back where it belonged, his face grim.

"She gave this to me."

Assistant Lu was taken aback. "Didn't she know who you were? Why would she give you money?"

This was truly beyond his comprehension.

"She didn't know, so I made up an excuse to keep it from her."

Assistant Lu was still somewhat puzzled: "Then this money..."

“I told her I was planning to start my own business.”

Upon hearing this, Assistant Lu couldn't help but click his tongue: "She really is stupid and has too little money."

She just gave herself to a man like that, wasn't she afraid of being scammed?

The chronic lack of sleep made Chu Xing somewhat irritable:

"Stop making noise, just drive your car."

"Yes!" Assistant Lu immediately muted his microphone.

Song Mai rode her electric scooter to the company as usual, and bumped into Zheng Yao, who had just changed into her work clothes, as soon as she entered the door.

Zheng Yao's face, which had been smiling just moments before, fell apart the moment she saw that the person who had come was Song Mai.

"You're still coming to work? I thought you weren't coming anymore."

Song Mai ignored her and walked inside on her own.

Zheng Yao persisted, saying, "You've married such a rich husband, why do you still come to work? It seems your husband doesn't care at all."

As soon as Song Mai arrived at her workstation, she saw two thick stacks of documents piled on the table.

She glanced through it briefly; it appeared to be a collaboration document about a new project.

She sighed resignedly, ignoring Zheng Yao's words.

Seeing that Song Mai completely ignored her, Zheng Yao walked up to Song Mai aggressively and asked, "Song Mai, what do you mean?"

"What's wrong?" Song Mai asked, looking bewildered.

Zheng Yao's face darkened:

"Why shouldn't you respond when I talk to you? Just because your husband is rich, you think you're so arrogant?"

She kept mentioning Chu Xing in every other sentence, which successfully displeased Song Mai.

"You keep mentioning my husband in every sentence, I'd like to ask you what you mean by that?"

Lin Ran, whose workstation was not far away, overheard their conversation and sarcastically remarked:

"Some people just like to seduce other people's husbands. Everyone knows she's trying to sow discord between other couples. It's really ridiculous. It's like if she succeeds in sowing discord, it'll be her turn."

Lin Ran's words hit the nail on the head, and Zheng Yao's expression immediately changed.

"Lin Ran, stop making veiled accusations!"

Lin Ran remained unmoved, legs crossed.

"Oh? Who did I curse? I just cursed that woman who seduces other women's husbands. Why are you so upset? Are you admitting that you're the woman who seduces other women's husbands?"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yao slammed her hand on the table. "Lin Ran! What business is it of yours how I talk to Song Mai! You're being so rude, I'll tell the manager!"

Lin Ran chuckled:

"Did I talk to you? I don't think I mentioned you by name. You're rushing to admit you're a serial homewrecker and then blaming me? Go ahead and tell the manager if you want. How old are you? Are you a primary school student? Why are you always tattling to the teacher?"

"you!"

Zheng Yao was so angry she jumped up and down, but she couldn't utter a single word for a long time before storming off.

Seeing her like this, Lin Ran was in a good mood and moved her chair closer to Song Mai.

After tidying up her things, Song Mai sat down and said, "Why bother arguing with her?"

"I just can't stand her attitude, she's so annoying." As she spoke, Lin Ran pulled her chair closer. "By the way, what's wrong with her? How come she was saying your husband was dirt poor a few days ago, and today she's saying your husband is rich?"

Song Mai recounted the events of yesterday in their entirety.

Lin Ran nodded:

"So that's how it was..."