Chapter 235: Men are not as important as money [Update 1]

So when she heard Chen Xiang said she didn't want to go, she quickly tried to persuade her in a soft and gentle voice.

Only then did Chen Xiang nod in agreement.

The family was almost done with their work, so they washed up and went back to their rooms.

Chen Xiang followed Zhou Dongmeng and just as she arrived at the west room, she mentioned her trip to the city: "If it's not convenient for you that day, I won't go."

The man's tall figure paused and turned to face her.

Then he stretched out his arm, passed over her head, pulled the window frame on the door, closed the door, then lowered his eyes to look at her and asked softly: "Don't you want to go with me?"

"ah?"

Chen Xiang was confused for a moment, then explained, "Of course not. I just saw that you were in a difficult situation. If you are busy with work, you don't have to care about what your parents say and just go to work with peace of mind."

Zhou Dongmeng said, "But I see you're in a difficult situation. It's obvious that you don't want to go with me, and you're using work as an excuse..."

He said this and sighed bitterly.

He turned around and walked to the bed. With his back to her, he silently pulled out the quilt and spread it on the bed, and also moved the pillows that were pressed together close together a little further apart.

The thief Chen Xiang standing at the door was speechless: "..."

When a man gets angry, it's really hard to appease him.

She walked over, tilted her head and got in front of him, looked at his aggrieved and pitiful face, and coaxed him softly: "Hey, don't be angry, I really feel embarrassed for you..."

Zhou Dong glanced at her fiercely: "Are you not going because you want to sell roasted sweet potatoes?"

“…”

Chen Xiang hesitated for a moment, then nodded firmly: "No!"

Zhou Dong suddenly realized that her body language had seriously betrayed her inner feelings. He felt a sudden blockage in his heart and lay on the bed in a daze, muttering, "Wife."

Chen Xiang also fell beside the man: "I'm here."

He raised an arm and put it around the girl's waist. "Actually, I was planning to take you there from the beginning, but it's better for me to let my parents speak first than for me to speak on my own. Do you understand what I mean?"

Chen Xiang nodded: "I understand."

"But all you want to do is sell baked sweet potatoes..."

The man's low, mellow voice, which was as pleasant as a cello, suddenly took a sharp turn, sounding both aggrieved and innocent.

Chen Xiang turned around and faced him. She propped up her shoulders with her elbows, reached out her hands and touched Zhou Dongmeng's face. Her voice was extremely sweet: "For men, money is not as important as money..."

Zhou Dongmeng was stunned: "..."

Chen Xiang: “…”

That’s it. I’ve finally spoken out what’s on my mind.

She quickly said, "No, money is not as important as you. I would not trade it even if you gave me a mountain of gold and silver."

Zhou Dongmeng pursed his lips and said, "Where are the ten mountains of gold and silver?"

"No!"

So far, Chen Xiang's gaze has been firm and resolute.

If you don’t want to change, then don’t change!

The man's dark eyes lit up slightly, and he asked, "What about the one hundred seats? Do you want to change them?"

"Well……"

She hesitated, and finally, the greedy little bird in her heart waved goodbye to a hundred mountains of gold and silver with tears.

She threw herself into the man's arms with a different expression: "...No change!"

Wuuuuuu.

Will you be struck by lightning if you say something unkind?

Zhou Dong suddenly felt hopeless: "... go to sleep."

"Ah? You won't teach me boxing?" Chen Xiang raised her head from his arms and asked blankly.

"Teach now? Aren't you tired?"

"No, it's still early. What's wrong? Are you tired?"

"It's OK, not too tiring."