Transmigrated into a Prettily Widow in the 80s, Bringing Up Children to Get Rich and Marry the Richest Man

Workplace elite Shen Mingzhi woke up and transmigrated into a novel about the 1980s. She became a young widow who was ten months pregnant, left without support, and eventually driven out of the hou...

Chapter 20 The Man Who Makes My Heart Flutter

"Don't go too far! This is all I have!" Jiang Yinyin's eyes turned red with anger, and all her previous sharp tongue disappeared at this moment.

"Let's use what we're wearing. I'll pawn it later. If there's too much, I'll have someone bring it to you. If there's too little, I'll come to your house to get it from you." Shen Mingzhi said coldly.

Jiang Yinyin looked at her hand; it was a bracelet that cost over twenty yuan!

Reluctantly, she took it off, then removed her earrings and all the jewelry around her neck. The moment she placed the money and jewelry in Shen Mingzhi's hands, her eyes reddened, tears streaming down her face, and she turned and ran away.

"Thank you, it saved me the trouble of talking myself hoarse trying to find someone to buy it," Shen Mingzhi added from behind her, delivering a cruel blow.

Jiang Yinyin ran even faster.

After everyone left, Shen Mingzhi began packing up her bamboo basket in preparation for departure.

The man who helped her stepped forward, grinning, and asked innocently, "Miss, what is your surname?"

"My surname is Shen. Thank you for speaking up for me earlier. You said you were buying this on behalf of your sister. Who is your sister?" Shen Mingzhi only cared about her potential customers and didn't care who the man in front of her was.

“Miss Shen, three days ago, my sister took her child to the health center to see her child. You stopped her. She was very pretty, very young, and very shy. Do you remember her?” the man said in rapid succession.

"They're really talking a lot..." Shen Mingzhi couldn't help but think to herself.

"I vaguely remember. If you're here to buy cooling balm, I'm sorry, we're out of stock. You'll have to wait a few days." Shen Mingzhi picked up her bamboo basket, her tone quite regretful.

“My name is Shen Xiuzhu. Tell me where you live, and I’ll come pick it up in a few days.” He said, his eyes smiling as he looked at Shen Mingzhi.

Shen Mingzhi was taken aback, not expecting that they shared the same surname.