"I...you know our family's standard of living. I'm just trying to increase our income and live a better life," Zhao Yue insisted, arguing her case. She didn't think she had done anything wrong. Everyone wants to live a wealthy life, right? Vegetable pancakes don't require many ingredients, and she thought they would definitely make money. But she hadn't, and looking at the empty basket of pancakes on the ground, she was furious.

Wang Qiang took a sip of baijiu and continued, "Who did you have to mess with? Do you know that guy surnamed Su is someone to mess with? I didn't even charge them for their stalls today, and I avoided him whenever I saw him. And you still went and provoked him."

This kid's ruthless; he doesn't come openly but secretly. I'll be killed by you, you old woman, sooner or later!

Zhao Yue was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth. In her opinion, her man had never been afraid of anyone, so why was he afraid of that man?

Why are you so afraid of him?

Wang Qiang slammed down his wine glass. "This is a long story, and I don't want to tell you. Just remember not to mess with them. My current salary is more than enough to support you and your child. Isn't it better to live a peaceful life at home?"

Seeing that the man was really angry, Zhao Yue immediately cowered and came to his side with a fawning expression, pouring him a glass of wine.

"I know I was wrong, and I'll never bother them again. Calm down, don't get sick from getting angry. Our daughter will be getting out of school soon, I'll go pick her up. I'll make you braised pork later."

Wang Qiang glanced at his wife. He'd already talked to her and scolded her; he couldn't really hit her, could he? He waved his hand at her.

"Go quickly and bring the child back as soon as possible, so he doesn't have to wait anxiously."

Zhao Yue breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned to leave; what had just happened had truly terrified her.

Who exactly is this man surnamed Su? He's making my husband so terrified, like he's seen the King of Heaven himself...

Wang Qiang poured himself another glass of wine and drank it down. His mind drifted back to memories. He was only 15 years old then, considered the leader of the pack among his peers, and had done a lot of petty theft.

Because of a past event he didn't want to recall, he got into a grudge against Su Chenhao, who sold goods in the city. He had never gained the upper hand, so he was thinking about how to get revenge.

Later, after a few back and forth, he didn't get his revenge. Instead, he was beaten up three times. That kid was vicious, and each time he was more ruthless than the last.

He still remembers the coldness in his eyes, and his body trembles involuntarily. If he could, he would never want to see him again.

I never expected him to come to town to do business. A wry smile crept across my face; it seemed we'd be seeing each other every day from now on.

After leaving home, Zhao Yue did not go to the school to pick up her child, but went directly to Old Wu's house next door.

Wu Min works at a timber factory, and whenever they have time, the two of them get together. He can only confide his troubles to her. He pushes open her door and starts howling.

"Wu Min! Why is my life so miserable?"

Wu Min was packing food into a lunchbox. It was her turn to work the night shift. When she heard the howl, she almost dropped what she was holding. She patted her chest a few times before turning around and saying something.

"What are you doing? Why are you yelling here?"

Zhao Yue pulled out a stool and sat down. She saw some freshly made pancakes on the table, picked one up, and started eating, talking as she ate.

"My husband gave me a really bad scolding. He almost hit me. What did I do to deserve this?"