Don't lose both your money and your life

Qiu Yao sneered: "It's none of your business if your shop assistant hooks up with someone else's husband."

Song Xiaojuan walked down and didn't answer Qiu Yao. She first said to the customers in the store: "I'm sorry this happened and disturbed everyone's interest. Everyone here today can get a free membership. You can get discounts on your future purchases in the store. We will also give out small gifts on everyone's birthdays."

As soon as he finished speaking, the attention of the customers in the store was quickly diverted.

Song Xiaojuan glanced at the clerk involved, a girl in her early twenties. She didn't know when she got in touch with Li Fengjiang.

He first took the person upstairs, and Qiu Yao followed with cold eyes.

When Liu Yan came up, she poured Qiu Yao a glass of water.

By the way, I gave all the girl's information to Song Xiaojuan.

Song Xiaojuan glanced at the standing girl, then looked at Qiu Yao: "Tell me, what happened? You caught them in bed together?"

Qiu Yao nearly choked on her water. "Can't you be more tactful? Last time, Li Fengjiang and I came to your store to buy clothes. She was the receptionist. I don't know how she hooked up with Li Fengjiang, but last night, my friend happened to see us cuddling by the Ling River!"

The girl's name was Zeng Yanhong. Tears welled up in her eyes, her fingers were clasped on her sleeves, and she said in a choked voice, "Mr. Song..."

Song Xiaojuan gathered the tissues in her hand and threw them into the trash can. "Stop crying and explain clearly whether this really happened or not."

Zeng Yanhong's tears finally fell, but she didn't dare cry out loud: "Director Li asked me to go, I dared not go."

Song Xiaojuan took the water Liu Yan handed her and took a big sip before she suppressed the anger in her heart: "You'd better tell the truth."

"I... Last time Director Li came to buy clothes, and then we ran into each other again on the street. Director Li asked me out." Zeng Yanhong kept looking around while she spoke, but she didn't dare to look directly at Song Xiaojuan.

"Settle all her wages for this month, including the commission, and give them to her. She is no longer in my store. Once she leaves this store, it is up to you how you want to deal with her." These words were said to Qiu Yao.

At this time, she didn't know how much trouble firing such a person would bring her in the future.

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song, I was wrong. You can't do this. I can't lose this job."

This job is much more respectable than being a waitress. It provides food and accommodation and pays more. She can't lose this job.

Unfortunately, Liu Yan took her away directly without giving her a second chance.

Qiu Yao didn't follow him downstairs.

She stared at the paintings on the second floor, not knowing what she was thinking, tears streaming down her eyes.

She is only 28 years old, why is her life so miserable? How dare a rough man like Li Fengjiang treat her like this! Why?

She didn't come here to cause trouble today. She just wanted to see what kind of woman Li Fengjiang was hooking up with.

Seeing that this woman was better than her except for her youth, she let a rural girl selling clothes ride on her head. At that moment, her self-esteem was crushed to the ground by Li Fengjiang.

Song Xiaojuan took out a few tissues and handed them to Qiu Yao. She didn't have the time to comfort others, nor was she qualified to guide others.

Her own marriage was like crossing a river by blind men, and she had to rely entirely on groping.

Qiu Yao took the tissue and wiped her tears: "Are you happy to see me in such a mess? Li Fengjiang is a jerk. I won't be sad for someone like him. It's too early for you to be happy."

Song Xiaojuan found that Qiu Yao was a contradictory person. She had the noble character of a scholar, but she was also outspoken. She valued face and dignity more than anything else.

She even said that the tears she shed at this moment were because Li Fengjiang stepped on her dignity.

But as a bystander, Song Xiaojuan saw it more clearly. Qiu Yao loved Li Fengjiang, and she was sad about this love that was betrayed and let down.

Qiu Yao waited for a long time, but Song Xiaojuan didn't mock her. She turned around and asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

"I don't want to talk to a psychopath."

"Who are you calling crazy!" Qiu Yao's eyes were fierce. If Song Xiaojuan said another word, she might attack her.

Song Xiaojuan sneered: "You are not crazy, are you clear-headed? Before making trouble today, did you carefully plan whether to marry or divorce Li Fengjiang? Have you thought about what to do with the child?"

Qiu Yao was stunned for a few seconds: "Why would I...why would I need such a dirty person! I'm only 28 years old, I can't find anyone like him."

"Okay, what about the child and your joint savings? Are you going to let him go or go to his workplace and cause a scene to ruin his reputation?"

Qiu Yao unconsciously twisted the paper in her hand into strips: "I... haven't thought about it that much."

Song Xiaojuan pulled the tissue out of her hand and threw it into the trash can. "Then plan carefully. Think about the probability of you being able to leave the child and take him/her with you. Consider whether you can afford the child's expenses and sort out the family's financial situation."

At this point, she paused for a few seconds and glanced at Qiu Yao. "If many things are beyond your ability to handle, you might as well plan slowly. Li Fengjiang's salary is in your hands anyway, so you have free labor...it would be more appropriate for you to leave when he's no longer of any use to you."

"Why should I put myself in such a difficult position for such a small amount of money? I feel sick of looking into the eyes of this bastard every day." Qiu Yao was very excited.

"If you are able to earn over ten thousand yuan a month, you can do whatever you want. If not, don't act on impulse! In the end, you will only hurt yourself and help others! If I were you, I would collect evidence of his infidelity. He is a public official. Don't you know what he fears the most?" Song Xiaojuan actually felt a little regretful after she finished speaking.

She and Qiu Yao have always looked down on each other. Logically, she and Li Fengjiang are just friends, but Li Fengjiang's cheating really disgusted her.

It's only been a few years, how could the once young and righteous man be infected like this?

I still remember when they just got married and Li Fengjiang introduced Qiu Yao to them, although he never said it explicitly, his eyes were full of love at that time.

Do all couples change over time? Will Zhao Guomin be like this in the future?

Song Xiaojuan suddenly fell into confusion.

She knew she shouldn't be influenced by Qiu Yao, but she just couldn't control her heart.

"Thank you... Haha! I didn't expect this to happen. It was you who woke me up. My friends only told me to catch the mistress. If my mother knew, she would only tell me to bear with it and give Li Fengjiang a chance. No one told me how to go on this road. I apologize to you for my previous prejudice against you." Qiu Yao's voice brought Song Xiaojuan back to her senses.

"Just apologize nicely, but that's not prejudice. I'm indeed a vulgar person." Song Xiaojuan raised her eyebrows after saying this.

Qiu Yao: ...

After seeing Qiu Yao off, Song Xiaojuan also went home. She picked up her phone and wanted to call Zhao Guomin, but after thinking about it, she put it down. Every couple is different. If such a day really comes, she must hold a few more cards in her hand.

The next day, Song Xiaojuan returned to the village with the person introduced by An Lu.

Zhao Guomin was not at home, so Song Xiaojuan changed into some dirt-resistant clothes and went straight to Xishan.

She saw Zhao Guomin from a distance. Just as she was about to call him, she saw a young figure running towards him.

"Brother Guomin, this is the fertilizer that hasn't melted in the soil yet. The fruit tree was burned to death." Yang Yue's eyes were narrow, and she looked at people with deep affection.

Zhao Guomin frowned: "Can you tell when the fertilizer was applied?"

Song Xiaojuan didn't give her a chance to speak and interrupted directly: "Zhao Guomin!"

The moment Zhao Guomin turned around and saw Song Xiaojuan, his frown relaxed, the corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously, and he strode towards her: "When did you come back?"

"I just arrived too. Let me introduce someone to you." Song Xiaojuan introduced the expert to him.

While Zhao Guomin was talking to the other party, she glanced at the strange girl.

Unexpectedly, the other party was also looking at her. How interesting.

"Hello, you must be Guomin's lover, right? I am the agricultural expert he invited. My name is Yang Yue." Yang Yue's voice was clear and her smile was very confident.

Song Xiaojuan ignored her call of "national brother" and curled her lips: "Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Yang. Did you find any problems?"

Yang Yue felt a little uncomfortable when being called "Xiao Yang". Zhao Guomin's wife looked good, but from the way she dressed, it was obvious that she had not gotten rid of her rural mentality.

This kind of ignorant person would start quarreling with Zhao Guomin like a shrew if she was provoked a little.

She didn't believe that Zhao Guomin would be willing to spend his whole life with such a person. Thinking of this, she smiled even sweeter: "Well, Brother Guomin and I have been studying it for several days and finally found it today. We haven't slept well these past few nights in order to find the reason." As she spoke, she looked at Zhao Guomin with affectionate eyes.

Song Xiaojuan smiled and watched her perform without saying anything.

Yang Yue pretended to just react and quickly covered her mouth: "Don't get me wrong, Guomin and I were just discussing fruit trees."

Song Xiaojuan smiled and nodded, her tone very gentle: "Well, I never misunderstood, Zhao Guomin, he is a straight man, he doesn't like you." After saying that, she patted her shoulder and then walked towards Zhao Guomin.

Yang Yue's face instantly turned red. She didn't expect this person to speak so...how could he...!

Song Xiaojuan saw through the tricks of this little green tea girl clearly.

Haha, Zhao Guomin called me many times, but I never heard him mention this matter.