Feng Jianjun looked at Cuihua as if she were a little lamb, smiling happily.
Cuihua thought for a moment and continued to add to her demands: "My parents raised me with great difficulty. Even if I get married, I still need my parents' support. We are just the two of us now and don't have any big expenses. In the future, I will give part of my salary to my parents, okay?"
In fact, Cuihua wanted to say that she would give all her salary to her parents' home, but she thought about it and was afraid of scaring Feng Jianjun away, so she changed her mind and changed it to only giving a part of it.
Even with such an unreasonable request, Feng Jianjun didn't even frown after hearing it. His face was still smiling, without any change. Cuihua looked at Feng Jianjun who hadn't changed, and she felt a little grateful to him in her heart.
People are like this. Chunwang had been supporting Cuihua's family for more than ten years without any regrets, but Cuihua had no gratitude towards him at all. When something happened, she didn't even understand the details of the situation and divorced him immediately without waiting for even a day.
Now that she's married to Feng Jianjun, half of his salary goes to Cuihua's parents, and Cuihua feels incredibly grateful to Feng Jianjun. Besides, this is just Cuihua's own imagination of Feng Jianjun agreeing; in reality, Feng Jianjun never said "yes" from the beginning to the end.
The topic ends here. Although Cuihua is not saying anything, she is thinking quickly about what else can benefit her. She wants to make it clear now to avoid hurting feelings later.
After about ten seconds, Cuihua exclaimed, "Ah!" and said, "Feng Jianjun, don't you have any relatives here? If you don't, then my parents can come and live with us later. Otherwise, this three-bedroom, two-living-room house is a bit too big for the two of us. It would be great if our family could live together and have a lively time. Hey, you don't know my mom, she cooks delicious food..."
Cuihua, who was talking, didn't notice this, but now Feng Jianjun's expression changed completely.
It's no wonder Feng Jianjun's expression changed. Initially, when Cuihua talked about marital matters, Feng Jianjun could tolerate it. After all, they'd just gotten married, and he didn't want to make things awkward. He figured if she was okay with it, he'd just compromise as a way to appease her. But Cuihua kept going further, even wanting to give her salary to her parents? I spent five thousand yuan to marry her. And now she's thinking about sending money to her parents' before we've even had a day together.
Still thinking about bringing her money-conscious mother to live with us? Don’t even think about it, it’s impossible!!!
"Are you done?" Feng Jianjun's anger had reached its point and was a little out of control, but he was still trying his best to control himself, telling himself over and over again not to be angry. This wife was expensive, and it would be inappropriate to hurt him.
Cuihua was happily enjoying her future. When she heard Feng Jianjun calling her, she immediately replied, "Yeah."
"Give your salary to your parents' home? And let your parents' family come to live in my house? Who the hell are you married to?" Now Feng Jianjun's tone was not talking, he was yelling.
Cuihua only now realized that Feng Jianjun was not in a good condition, and she said to herself: Oh no.
"You fucking married me, haha, you set so many rules for me, what? Did I marry my grandmother? You don't do housework? What do you want to do if you don't work? Are you just waiting for me to fuck you every day?"
Cuihua opened her mouth to retort, but before she could say anything, she was startled by Feng Jianjun's words. Without thinking, she retorted, "I used to be like this!"
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