He Yushen scratched his head and chuckled, then handed over all the money as if presenting a treasure.
"Honey, I made another ten yuan today. Take it and buy some clothes."
Although ten yuan can't buy clothes in a shopping mall, you can accumulate enough to buy them eventually.
Sheng Yueqing didn't stand on ceremony. She took the money from his hand, fanned it with her hand, and praised him, "Not bad, he's a hardworking man."
He Yushen's chin immediately perked up, looking extremely proud.
The two bought a lot of goods at the market, and Sheng Yueqing put the perishable items into her spatial storage.
Keep what you can preserve in the car.
Their vehicles aren't as big as large trucks; they can only carry a few hundred pieces of bread, and they have to store larger quantities of goods in their spare space.
Although He Yushen was puzzled as to where so many things had gone, he obediently did not ask.
Sheng Yueqing didn't hide it from him, but she didn't tell him either.
The idea of being reborn is something that would make anyone want to consult a fortune teller, so she wouldn't mention it.
At least not now.
When I was about to go home after shopping, I suddenly ran into an acquaintance.
"Mrs. Lu?"
He Yushen was taken aback and turned around to look. It really was Mrs. Lu.
Standing next to Mrs. Lu was a slender, but refined-looking man with glasses.
The bespectacled man was wearing a black suit and very expensive leather shoes; you could tell from his clothes that he was a rich second-generation heir.
The other person sensed their gaze and looked over as well.
Young Master Lu glanced at Sheng Yueqing and was immediately struck by her beauty.
At this moment, Sheng Yueqing was wearing a white wool sweater, her figure was slender yet voluptuous, and she wore black straight-leg trousers, which made her legs look long and thin.
Her hair was tied up and secured with a wooden hairpin.
Her small face was plain, yet her skin was like cream, gentle and radiant, very eye-catching.
Then look at the rough, burly man next to the beauty. He's dressed in rough clothes and trousers like someone who carries things, and his shoes are dirty too. He's probably a porter.
Lu Wensheng smiled and nodded at Sheng Yueqing, somewhat tempted.
Sheng Yueqing politely nodded in response, then called to He Yushen, "Let's go back."
He Yushen, however, glared at Lu Wensheng with a stern face.
Lu Wensheng's attention was entirely on Sheng Yueqing, and he didn't pay any attention to He Yushen.
Mrs. Lu noticed her son staring intently at something in the distance and asked, "What are you looking at?"
Lu Wensheng pointed and said, "Mom, look at that girl, she's so pretty. I wonder if she's married?"
Mrs. Lu followed her son's gaze and saw a beautiful profile.
Even just looking at her profile, her nose is very defined, and her skin is like porcelain. She also has a slender figure. She is indeed beautiful.
Mrs. Lu wanted to say, "I don't even know them, what's there to see?"
They want to marry a rich heiress, someone from a similar social class, not a woman who comes to the market to buy things.
But then, unexpectedly, I saw He Yushen?
Who is that man?
Because He Yushen was also at Sheng Yueqing's house that day to break off the engagement, he was tall with striking features and very recognizable, so Mrs. Lu remembered him immediately.
She quickly took another look, "It really does look like it."
However, how could He Yushen, a peasant, possibly be in Shanghai?
Perhaps I misread it.
Lu Wensheng asked curiously, "Do you know them?"
Mrs. Lu frowned in disappointment, "That man just now looked a bit like the man Sheng Yueqing married to the wrong person, named He something."
"But they probably aren't here; they're probably farming in the countryside."
After all, the engagement was called off, and she couldn't care less about the Sheng family's situation.
Lu Wensheng looked surprised. "So, the pretty girl next to that man is Sheng Yueqing? My fiancée?"
He had assumed that Sheng Yueqing was a country bumpkin, just like those sallow-faced, emaciated village women.
I never expected her to be so elegant, with such fair skin, not at all rustic.
"Mom, tell me honestly, is Sheng Yueqing pretty or not?"
His marriage was arranged by his grandfather, who said it was to repay a life-saving debt through his marriage.
But the Sheng family was just average. Although they had a little money in the village, it was nothing compared to them.
He had assumed she was just a country bumpkin and was eager to annul the marriage.
He didn't go on the day the engagement was called off because he was afraid that the village girl would fall in love with him and he wouldn't be able to get rid of her, so he didn't go.
Surprisingly, Sheng Yueqing wasn't as ugly as I had imagined; in fact, she was quite beautiful.
Mrs. Lu interrupted his thoughts, "Even if Sheng Yueqing isn't ugly, she's not for you. She's already married!"
Lu Wensheng didn't take it seriously, "A peasant like him, how could he compare to me?"
Mrs. Lu slapped him on the head.
"I brought you to Shanghai this time to set you up on a blind date. Don't let me think about that country bumpkin."
"If the restaurant owner's daughter doesn't like you, you'd better really marry a country bumpkin!"
Lu Wensheng was still afraid of his mother, so he covered his head and dared not argue.
He also secretly wanted to marry a rich girl; after all, he was so handsome, had a university education, and had such good qualities that Sheng Yueqing was not good enough for him.
But being a concubine is acceptable.
However, you can't do these things in this day and age, or you'll get arrested, so you can only think about it secretly.
Mrs. Lu was too lazy to say anything to him. She was in charge of everything at home and wasn't afraid of her son causing trouble.
He Yushen was driving.
He remained silent and expressionless the entire way, unlike his usual chattering self when driving Sheng Yueqing around.
It's like someone owes him a million dollars.
Sheng Yueqing guessed that he was probably jealous of Lu Wensheng, but she also found it funny.
She didn't know Lu Wensheng. In her past life, Lu Wensheng wanted to pursue her, but she didn't agree.
When He Yushen found out, he seemed to be devastated and didn't speak to her for a month, as if he was convinced that she would leave with Lu Wensheng.
She saw through his thoughts and got angry, feeling that he misunderstood her without even asking her, which showed a complete lack of trust in her.
Every day when they returned home, they ate their own meals. After eating, He Yushen would wash the dishes without saying a word to her.
She was angry too, but she didn't say anything. It was his fault for misunderstanding her.
The two had a cold war for a month, then had a big fight and almost broke up.
In the end, He Yushen couldn't bear to part with her, so he swallowed his pride and went to coax her.
They made up again.
Thinking of the misunderstandings from her past life, Sheng Yueqing smiled helplessly and deliberately asked him, "Why aren't you saying anything?"
He Yushen pouted and snorted, "There's nothing to say."
That's just how he is. He has a grudge but he won't talk about it. He'll just have a sour face. Who wouldn't be angry when they see that?
Sheng Yueqing teased him on purpose, "Oh, if you have nothing to say, then don't say anything. Let me down in front, and you can go back and prepare the ingredients."
Upon hearing that he was to go back, He Yushen panicked, "Where are you going?"
Sheng Yueqing deliberately didn't say anything, "Nowhere."
He Yushen almost slammed on the brakes in his haste, but then he remembered that she was in the car, so he could only anxiously twist and turn.
Sheng Yueqing frowned. "What's wrong? Do you have thorns on you?"
Why are you twisting like that?
He Yushen...
"Wife~"
He thought Sheng Yueqing was going down to find Lu Wensheng, and he was anxious and scared.
"You should come back with me."
Sheng Yueqing didn't reply. "Stop the car. I'll get off here."
He Yushen didn't want to stop, so he dawdled and slowed down the car, but didn't step on the brakes.
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