Travel back to the 70s to be a kept man and a green tea

The main story is completed. You can read the epilogue first and then the main story, or read it in order. [Married first, then love? A scheming person? Both leads are pure? With a marriage history...

Chapter 505: The behavior will not change, it will only get worse

Chapter 505: The behavior will not change, it will only get worse

The moon waxes and wanes, and people’s moods fluctuate.

In the middle of the night.

Lin Yiyi was awakened by a nightmare, sweat pouring down her body. She hadn't had such a realistic dream for a long time.

Was it because of her random thoughts during the day that she dreamed of such a horrifying thing?

With a click, the desk lamp turned on.

Zhong Jiasheng was awakened by her sudden action of getting up. He turned on the light and sat up. His eyes fell on her forehead covered with sweat, and his tone was a little anxious.

"Kitten, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

"Um."

Lin Yiyi covered her chest with her right hand, trying to suppress her panic.

Zhong Jiasheng lifted the corner of his vest to wipe the cold sweat off her face, then hugged her and gently stroked her back.

After a while, he lowered his voice and asked, "What did you dream about?"

Lin Yiyi laid in the crook of his neck, unable to stop feeling upset.

"Nothing, I can't remember."

She couldn't say that she dreamed that she was so hungry that she was eating tree bark, right?

If I tell him, he will laugh to death.

I can't forget to eat even in my dreams.

“…”

Zhong Jiasheng obviously didn't believe it. How could she forget it so quickly? But seeing her panic and fear, he didn't ask any more questions.

He held her for a while until she calmed down, then he picked up his sweetheart and walked into the bathroom.

"Would you like to wash it yourself, or should I do it for you?"

Zhong Jiasheng ran the water, tested the water temperature, and took out a hairband from the cabinet on the sink to help her tie her hair into a bun.

The force was a little too strong, and Lin Yiyi's scalp tensed up. She looked at him unhappily and said, "I'll wash it myself."

The man's eyes suddenly darkened, but he didn't say anything. He just nodded his chin, closed the cabinet door and walked out.

Lin Yiyi took off her nightgown and walked into the shower to wash off the sticky sweat on her body.

In less than a minute, the man came in with a new nightgown.

Lin Yiyi panicked instantly and squatted down beside him, "Go out, I can wash myself."

"Why are you panicking? I'm just bringing you a change of nightgown. Besides, I'm your man. Where have you ever been that I haven't seen?"

Zhong Jiasheng groaned, thinking she was making a fuss out of nothing, and shook out three pairs of panties from her skirt, then asked in a deep voice, "Which one do you want to wear?"

Lin Yiyi turned her head and glared at him, "Who told you to look through my bottom cabinet?"

This damn bad guy!

There is really no sense of boundaries at all.

She told him to respect each other's privacy, but he didn't listen to a word of it.

"Didn't we agree to use half of the closet each? Why do you always go through mine?"

Her back wasn't even wet when the bastard walked from the bathroom to the bedroom, then into the cloakroom, and took out a nightgown and panties from two places respectively.

He is really skillful and knows everything well.

Zhong Jiasheng's face darkened, he was obviously unhappy but he didn't say anything.

She balled up the thin cloth in her hand, kicked her slippers away, turned around and walked out.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he became angrier the more he thought about it.

What I hate most is that she shares yours and mine with him.

When they were in the north, didn’t they keep his and her clothes in the same closet?

Lin Yiyi continued to take a shower after seeing him go out. She turned off the shower head when her body was no longer sticky with sweat.

I walked several steps barefoot before putting on the slippers that the childish ghost kicked away.

Take out the towel from the cabinet and wipe the water droplets off your body.

As soon as she wrapped herself in the bath towel, she was plunged into darkness.

"Childish ghost, turn on the light!"

Lin Yiyi walked towards the light switch in the dark, and as expected, she touched a human-shaped wall.

"What are you doing here? Don't scare me."

The man said nothing and remained motionless.

Lin Yiyi pushed him, but he didn't move. She wanted to turn on the light, but she felt insecure because she couldn't see anything.

"Didn't you tell me not to let me look at you?" Zhong Jiasheng felt uncomfortable and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

"I'm done washing now, you can watch it."

Lin Yiyi rolled her eyes so no one could see, and said helplessly, "Can you please stop being so childish, little Sheng?"

"snort."

"It's so late, it's time to rest and stop making trouble." She tightened the towel and resisted the urge to pull his ears.

Zhong Jiasheng turned on the light and looked at her solemnly, "I feel like I am becoming less and less in your heart."

“…”

Lin Yiyi choked, "How could that be? Don't let your imagination run wild."

What's the matter with him so late at night?

"Think about how many times you've said no to me in the past half month.

You weren’t like this before.”

He was not allowed to have physical contact with her at the gate of the port city, and he was not allowed to kiss her or hug her in front of her parents.

He was not allowed to be affectionate with her in front of the children, and was not allowed to go to the studio without her consent.

She didn't allow him to touch her panties, and she didn't even let him wash them...

She really becomes bad when she has money.

Zhong Jiasheng was waiting for the bad cat to make excuses.

Lin Yiyi was most afraid that he would bring up old matters. Her scalp suddenly tightened when she met the man's accusatory gaze.

It was obvious that she was having a nightmare and needed to be comforted, but now everything has changed.

"You really think too much, I just think that in order to keep the freshness between husband and wife, there needs to be an appropriate distance.

My tone of voice just now might not be very nice, can you please be magnanimous and not take it personally, okay?"

“…”

He grabbed her waist and pressed on, "I can ignore it, but you have to prove it to me."

Prove what?

Lin Yiyi didn't understand what was going on with him, but her left eyelid suddenly twitched.

"How do you prove it?"

"Let me keep your savings and tell me when you need to spend money." The man stated his purpose in a stern voice.

Lin Yiyi glared at him fiercely and said angrily, "Where do I get the money?"

Zhong Jiasheng gritted his teeth secretly, "You have."

"I don't."

The man sneered and reached out to grab her face, "On September 5th, I won 3,000 playing mahjong.

On September 6th, you won 3,200 playing mahjong, and on September 7th, you lost 4,600, but your mom made it up to you.

On September 12, I lost 2,800, and I made up for it for you. On September..."

"Stop! Stop it! I really admire you. How do you know all this?"

After listening to him talk in such detail, Lin Yiyi felt her ears aching.

It must have been the servant who served tea and water who complained.

No wonder he always stood behind her when she was playing mahjong and massaged her cervical vertebra from time to time. It was really not easy to hide some private money.

Zhong Jiasheng saw through her little thoughts, "Every time you go to the table, Mom will give you two thousand as capital. You have rubbed seven Tianma, calculate how much you have."

“…”

Lin Yiyi couldn't deny it, so she pinched his waist and said hesitantly, "Okay, I'll put all the thirty thousand in the unused pen holder in your study.

You can return it to mom or keep it for yourself."

The little pocket money in the safe was really all she had.

She yawned and hung on the man's neck like a boss, "Go to sleep, my Pixiu husband."

"Just tell me what you want and I'll buy it for you."

Zhong Jiasheng achieved his goal, his lips curled slightly, and he hugged her tightly with both arms back into the soft quilt.

After helping her change into her nightgown and panties, the man turned off the lights and went to sleep.

What is privacy? Bangchui doesn't follow it at all.

The next day at noon.

After lunch, Zhong Jiasheng drove out to pick up the mail from the mailbox downstairs in the building where Zhong Xu lived.

He opened it and read the information inside, then put it back together and threw it on the passenger seat.

Barely worth two thousand dollars.

While there was still time, he drove to Jehovah's Hospital.

Zhong Xu was about to take a nap after lunch when the door of the ward was pushed open while he was half asleep.

He sat up and looked at the person who walked in. He was very unhappy and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Zhong Jiasheng uttered a few words coldly through his thin lips, "Come and see you."

Zhong Xu stared at him, his eyes full of undisguised hatred, "I'm already your defeated opponent, what's there to see? You're very proud, aren't you?"

"There's nothing to be proud of. You're no match for me."

Zhong Jiasheng sneered, his mouth twitching slightly, his tone full of sarcasm, "Regardless of your brain, you can't withstand a beating from me with just your fists.

After you are discharged from the hospital, are you going to go to the North or South Asia? "

Zhong Xu was so angry that he didn't want to admit the fact, but it was indeed the fact.

"I'm not going anywhere."

Zhong Jiasheng took out the dagger from his waist and cut the jasmine flowers on his bedside.

"You can't stay in Hong Kong anymore. Since you don't choose, I will send you to South Asia as Dad wants."

"South Asia?!" Zhong Xu was stunned and didn't believe it. "How could my dad send me to South Asia? Don't talk nonsense here!"

Where is South Asia?

A poor little sea country where people are eaten without leaving any bones.

"You are not his biological son. If you dare to play tricks on me, I will punish you."

"I don't believe it! Unless I hear it from his own mouth."

Zhong Xu didn't believe him at all. Even though he was not his biological son, he had called him dad for more than 20 years.

It is impossible for Mr. Zhong to send him to death so heartlessly.

Impossible!

Zhong Jiasheng watched him coldly as he tried to keep up a tough talk, while his men peeled the jasmine flowers faster.

It was not until the flowers fell to the ground that he casually moved his sharp thin lips and uttered words that made people devastate.

"You have a record for trespassing and theft. Did you know that?"