Yan Zheng didn't look at her, but the other person's bright eyes were too eye-catching. His face suddenly turned red. He hurriedly picked up a bottle of shampoo, threw it into the shopping cart, and was about to leave.
Sang Tianen stretched out her arm to stop him. She picked up the bottle of shampoo, squinted her eyes and muttered, "Women's anti-hair loss shampoo, suitable for hair loss and thinning hair. Selected..."
Before she could finish her words, the shampoo in her hand was snatched away by Yan Zheng, who glared at her and said, "You must have seen it wrong."
Sang Tianen smiled meaningfully, his bright eyes looking at him without blinking: "I guess so. With such thick hair like Minister Yan, why would he need anti-hair loss shampoo, especially for women?"
Sang Tianen's smile was too evil. Yan Zheng pushed the cart over angrily and said, "I'm hungry. I need to eat."
After saying that, he ignored Sang Tianen and walked straight towards the cooked food area.
Sang Tianen felt somewhat helpless. Are all men in this world of female supremacy so difficult to understand? One moment they were gentle and soft-spoken, and the next they were ruthless and ruthless. They were even more fickle than the stocks she bought.
If you just joke with her, she will start to glare at you.
The two walked to the cooked food area. Yan Zheng looked at the dazzling array of food and his appetite was whetted. At this time, a young couple walked over. The woman was holding a large plastic bag with a huge king crab in it.
Seeing him staring at the king crab, Sang Tianen thought he wanted to eat it, so he asked, "How about getting one?"
Yan Zheng shook his head, weighed some clams, turned to look at Sang Tianen and said, "What do you want to eat? It's my treat."
Sang Tianen was so full at noon that he couldn't eat any more. He smiled and said, "I've already eaten."
Yan Zheng said nothing more and went to buy another bowl of wontons. The two of them found an empty seat and sat down. Not long after, the reminder on the table beeped, and Yan Zheng stood up to get the wontons.
Sang Tianen took out his phone and looked at the message sent to him by his second uncle——
Yeah, I asked Yangyang and he said he was fine. Did you lose control of your bad temper again and get angry with him?
Sang Tianen chuckled bitterly to himself, his fingers tapping rapidly on the screen: "Second Uncle, you really wronged me. I wanted to communicate with him properly, but he scolded me without saying a word."
Second Uncle quickly replied with a message: "How can Yangyang really scold you? With that mouth of yours, no one in the entire Sang family can stand up to you."
Sang Tianen: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Isn't it okay for me to apologize?"
Second Uncle: "Yeah, actually, men are very simple creatures. As long as you coax them a little, no matter how big the problem is, it can be solved."
Sang Tianen: "Why doesn't Sang Muyang come and comfort me? I provide him with food, drink, toilet and even buy him a car. How have I ever wronged him? He did something wrong, and I still have to comfort him? What kind of nonsense is this?"
When Sang Tianen thought of Sang Muyang working in Dark Night, the fire in his heart suddenly flared up again, and his fingers started to snap. "Take the issue of living expenses, for example. I used to give him 7,000 or 8,000 yuan a month, but I can't even spend that much every month. He actually said it's not enough. How can a male college student like him have so much money and it's not enough?"
"Can men be the same as women? Clothes, jewelry, and skincare products are all free. Kids their age love dressing up, so it's not unusual for them to spend more."
Sang Tianen felt that he could no longer communicate with his second uncle, so he simply slammed his phone on the table and sulked.
Yan Zheng was already sitting on a chair, sucking on some wontons. Seeing Sang Tianen's gloomy face, he asked in confusion, "What's going on?"
"Yan Zheng, how much do you spend a month?" Sang Tianen suddenly asked.
Yan Zheng was slightly stunned, not understanding why Sang Tianen suddenly asked such a question. Judging from her expression, the answer to this question seemed very important.
He thought for a moment and said, "The mortgage is 5,400 yuan a month, and the utility bills are 200 yuan a month... That's about 10,000 yuan."
Sang Tianen frowned. Was she really giving too little? Was Yangyang the only one who would work in the dark night?
She knew that some boys would take extreme measures due to difficult life situations, and Sang Tianen didn't want her brother to become that kind of person.
Sang Muyang has been basically raised by Sang Tianen since she was born. Firstly, it was because her parents were busy, and secondly, her mother really didn't care about the responsibility, and her father only cared about his niece.
Sang Muyang is more like a son to Sang Tianen.
She could indeed give Sang Muyang tens of thousands of yuan a month for living expenses, or even more, but she was really afraid. In her previous life, it was because of her selfless dedication that she raised two ungrateful people.
He eats her, uses her, and finally wants her to die.
Maybe she is really a failure as a person. Her relatives in her previous life wished she were dead, and her relatives in this life are either afraid of her or annoyed by her. Even Sang Muyang, whom she raised since childhood, is now drifting away from her.
"Why are you asking such a question out of the blue?" Yan Zheng looked at her in confusion, sucking a small wonton in his mouth.
"My brother said that his living expenses were insufficient, so I wanted to know how much an average man spends," Sang Tianen explained. "I wanted to see if I really had given him too little."
"So do you think I'm spending too much or too little?" Yan Zheng said calmly.
Sang Tianen chuckled and leaned closer to Yan Zheng, saying with a hint of amusement: "Minister Yan, are you setting a trap for me?"
A trace of annoyance flashed in Yan Zheng's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Is it not possible?"
Sang Tianen nodded seriously. "Of course, but this trick is a bit too obvious. Let me teach you a trick. Next time you want to understand a woman's consumption concept, just take her to a jewelry store for a walk. You will understand everything."
"What if this woman is simply short of money?"
"Why have a boyfriend if you don't have money?"
"You're being too cold-blooded." Yan Zheng disagreed with Sang Tianen's point of view. "Don't poor people deserve love?"
Sang Tianen smiled faintly: "I admire your purity in love, but..."
At this point, Sang Tianen's smile faded, his eyes filled with a chilling coldness that seeped into his bones. "I hate poverty. Poverty is like a terrible disease to me. If I had nothing, I wouldn't date any man. Letting the person I love suffer the pain of illness with me is no different from killing the person I love with my own hands."
Yan Zheng stared at Sang Tianen in shock, too stunned to speak.
Sang Tian leaned back in his chair with his fingers crossed: "Love is not about being worthy or not, it's about being willing or not. I don't want to, that's all."
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