That's true. Over the years of their marriage, Zhou Yunshi has indeed kept his promise to "support her."

Sun Lifang saved and spent her own money, and her husband gave her more or less household expenses every month. Zhou Yunshi knew that his wife had saved some money.

But, buying a house?

The fact that she pulled the flyer directly from her bag, coupled with Sun Lifang's confident and eloquent manner, made it clear that she had been planning this for a long time.

Sun Lifang deliberately emphasized "herself" when buying a house; she wanted a house that belonged to her and that she could completely control.

The husband earns more but also spends more. What she said earlier is true. The expenses of renting a house and hiring a caregiver, plus raising a child, put a lot of pressure on them. Considering everything, buying a house is still the most cost-effective option.

Firstly, it's a necessity; my father-in-law can live there to recover from his injuries, and my daughter can use it for her schooling later. Secondly, it's an investment, although my husband doesn't agree with this point.

Zhou Yunshi frowned: "When are we going to look at apartments?"

"I still need to schedule a time with them, but I've already chosen the location. Let's agree that the house will be in my name. Consider it my birthday present, you don't mind, right?"

"..."

The brochure advertised a minimum price of 400,000 yuan for the apartments, with an average size of 150-350 square meters. Sun Lifang decided to take the 300-square-meter apartment.

She had analyzed this carefully; the small apartment was expensive per square meter and not worth it, and there wouldn't be enough room to live in it when she moved.

Most importantly, it's close to the central hospital. Her daughter's eyes can't be delayed any longer. Zhou Yunshi is busy, and it's not realistic to let her daughter go to the hospital alone. Besides, she's heavily pregnant and gets carsick, so a long journey wouldn't be enough for her.

Zhou Yunshi did not refute this, saying that it was a "joint purchase of a house," but in the end, he was the one who basically paid for it.

He glanced at the woman sideways, his eyes clearly conveying: How much money do you have?

"Honey, how much do we have in the bank?" Sun Lifang asked gently, seemingly oblivious to Zhou Yunshi's gaze.

"..."

The two had a big fight just a few days ago. Ren Zhouyunshi had a thousand ideas about how Sun Lifang would make a scene, but he never expected it to turn out like this.

Having been reborn, Sun Lifang has learned to be wiser. Women should argue to a conclusion; those who argue logically will gain the benefits. If yelling can solve problems, then donkeys will rule the world.

"Okay, I'll think about it."

"Okay." Sun Lifang nodded gently. "Honey, you should go and rest now. You've worked hard."

Surprisingly, there was no further entanglement.

Zhou Yunshi coughed, put down the gift box, and turned to leave.

A soft, gentle voice sounded behind me again: "Honey, do you think it's okay if you don't reply to me after considering it?"

Zhou Yunshi paused, but still did not reply.

Sun Lifang was secretly delighted to have left her husband speechless.

In fact, she had put a lot of thought into marrying Zhou Yunshi back then, and many of her "beautified" memories resurfaced after her rebirth.

Zhou Yunshi wasn't that bad, and he wasn't that "innocent" either.

Was the subsequent tragedy solely caused by her husband? As the person directly involved, why did she place all her hopes on someone else? It was clearly her own fate.

Sun Lifang realized that she was like a wild goose that should have been soaring in the sky, but after being raised by others for a long time, she became fat, lost her enthusiasm for life, and developed laziness, just getting by.

Is it unfair to attribute all the blame to one person?

Sun Lifang could guess what Zhou Yunshi was thinking.

He didn't believe he could handle the matter well; it was just a passing fancy, a fleeting enthusiasm. In the past, to fulfill Zhou Yunshi's "male chauvinism," she was willing to play the role of weak and incompetent, making her husband feel that she couldn't live without him. To be honest, most men fall for that.

Zhou Yunshi thought she was a clerk at a hotel, doing repetitive and uncreative work. But the more he acted, the more convincing she became. In the end, she really did appear to others as an introverted, shy housewife with few friends.

Therefore, her husband neither cared nor believed that she could succeed.

He was waiting for her to give up on her own.

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It was getting late, so Sun Lifang urged her daughter to take a bath in the bathroom.

Zhou Xinya is good in every way, except that she is too lazy to take a bath. As her first child, she had little experience, and with some prejudice and lack of communication, she labeled her daughter as "lazy and unhygienic" from the bottom of her heart.

After having her second and third children, she realized that children of that age didn't seem to like being bathed by others.

The eldest daughter's reaction was the most exaggerated.

Why didn't she like taking baths? When she grew up, Zhou Xinya complained to her mother that her mother always scrubbed her hard with a bath sponge and never asked if it hurt. The process of taking a bath felt like being punished, and she had no pleasant memories of it.

Sun Lifang hung the bag of pajamas on the wall, beckoned, and untied Zhou Xinya's braids.

I helped her remove the rubber bands from her hair one by one. These colorful rubber bands are tough on the hair and difficult to remove. In the past, Zhou Xinya would finish doing it herself, and the water would be cold by the time she finished.

As I combed her hair, Zhou Xinya, barefoot, asked, "Mommy, are we moving?"

"Yes, it's close to the eye hospital, so it's convenient for Mom to take you to see an eye doctor."

Sun Lifang changed into a pair of slippers. When she got the makeup remover, she remembered that she had used this product before. Later, she was busy with her youngest daughter's schoolwork and breastfeeding her still-weaned son. Sometimes she was so busy that she didn't even have time to eat, let alone put on makeup. She never bought makeup remover again after that.

She gently massaged her cheeks, feeling the delicate and firm skin on her fingertips. She rinsed her cheeks with warm water and suddenly realized that she wasn't bad-looking even without makeup.

The little girl, with foam all over her head and foam in her eyes, cried out in discomfort, "Mommy, come quick!"

Sun Lifang turned on the shower head, and the fine stream of water washed over her scalp and ears. As she parted the water, her daughter's hair was thick and black, like seaweed.

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