Chapter 309 Extravagant Wife VS Scrap-Collecting Husband 3
shopping mall.
Jiang Zhiyi and her best friend Xia Yu had been shopping here for an hour, both carrying quite a few things.
The two were college classmates and had always been very close. After graduation, they both stayed in City A, so they often met up.
"The clothes over there are on sale, let's go take a look. I was just thinking of buying a couple of short-sleeved shirts for my husband." Xia Yu pulled Jiang Zhiyi to the men's clothing store.
The store is having a summer promotion with discounts for spending a certain amount, making the prices much more affordable than before.
Jiang Zhiyi picked out two sets of pajamas and two pairs of pants for Zhou Zechuan. She had also picked up a shirt, but then thought about it and put it back.
Xia Yu felt something was off and said, "What's wrong? That shirt you just picked up looks pretty good to me, and the cut is nice too."
“Zhou Zechuan doesn’t wear shirts anymore…” Jiang Zhiyi remembered that he had been wearing ordinary cotton T-shirts these days, which made it easier for him to work.
She hadn't paid much attention to what clothes Zhou Zechuan wore every day, but he sweated a lot during the day, and when he came back at night, his back was covered in white salt stains. Since his clothes were all dark-colored and dirt-resistant, the stains were especially noticeable.
Jiang Zhiyi had to admit that he was really working hard. Before he quit his job, he always worked in an office; he had never experienced such hardship.
Xia Yu was unaware of the details and only said, "After getting married, he stopped caring about his appearance. My husband is the same. He used to dress so handsomely, but now he's sloppy every day. I find him disgusting. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have married him."
Jiang Zhiyi smiled and teased, "I don't think that's what you really think."
After buying their clothes, they went to a milk tea shop in the mall and found a quiet corner to sit and rest.
Jiang Zhiyi ordered a new drink from the shop, a special cocktail with alcohol, which was quite popular.
Xia Yu shook her head and said, "I won't drink this. I'm trying to conceive recently, so I can't drink alcohol."
"Why do you suddenly want a child?" Jiang Zhiyi found it a bit strange. "If I remember correctly, you didn't say this two months ago."
Xia Yu waved her hand and said, "I can't help it. My family keeps urging us to have a baby. They're so tired of nagging us. I discussed it with him, and we decided to have one. Having a child is actually not bad."
Jiang Zhiyi nodded without saying anything more.
Xia Yu: "By the way, I have something to tell you. I heard that Xiaoling's husband cheated on her... She went to catch him in the act with her family. When they opened the hotel room door, the other woman on the bed was completely naked... Now she's hired a lawyer and is fighting for a divorce..."
"Don't she and her husband have a good relationship? I often like her posts on WeChat Moments." Jiang Zhiyi took a sip of her drink; it was icy cold and tasted great.
"Who knows? I always thought her husband was no good. He looked shifty and didn't seem like a good person. Sure enough, he was only good for having affairs behind people's backs."
Jiang Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh when she heard this.
Xia Yu sighed again, "Last time I was cleaning the room, I found my husband's secret stash of money, but I pretended not to know. I figured if I asked him directly, we might end up arguing, and I didn't want to. I'll wait until he suddenly spends all that money before I investigate..."
Jiang Zhiyi listened to Xia Yu's words thoughtfully.
She wondered if Zhou Zechuan was hiding money from her. If he really was, she could use that as an excuse to argue with him.
...
A few days later.
After dinner, Zhou Zechuan washed the dishes in the kitchen.
Jiang Zhiyi sat on the living room sofa and called out to him, "Honey, I want to eat watermelon!"
Zhou Zechuan immediately put down what he was doing, cut a plate of watermelon, and brought it to her.
Jiang Zhiyi took a bite of a piece herself and then used a fork to feed him.
“I won’t eat this piece…” Zhou Zechuan said.
Jiang Zhiyi looked at the watermelon in her hand with a puzzled expression.
What's wrong with this watermelon? Is there something dirty on it?
While she was still in a daze, Zhou Zechuan had already leaned down and kissed her, quickly snatching the piece of food from her mouth. "It's quite sweet. I'll buy it from that supermarket again next time."
After saying that, he quickly went to the kitchen to continue washing the dishes, not giving her a chance to hit him.
Jiang Zhiyi felt like he had just been bitten by a hooligan, but he seemed to be in a good mood today.
Since that's the case, let's have a fight with him today.
She was thinking of picking a day to have a fight to speed up the plot, but he seemed very tired a few days ago, and she really couldn't bear to torment him, fearing he might die suddenly, so she hadn't taken any action.
10 PM.
Zhou Zechuan had just finished showering and was slowly drying his wet hair with a towel in his right hand.
He saw Jiang Zhiyi sitting cross-legged on the bed, with a pile of things scattered in front of her.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Jiang Zhiyi had her back to him and did not answer his question.
Zhou Zechuan sat down on the edge of the bed and then realized that all of those things belonged to him, while she was holding the new bank card she had recently obtained.
That card that she hadn't told her about.
Jiang Zhiyi lowered her head, gathering her emotions.
She no longer argues with him hysterically; after all, they still have feelings for each other, but they need to have some minor disagreements.
Zhou Zechuan is not a god. He gets impatient every day when faced with tiring work and a wife who doesn't understand his difficulties and always complains.
Such conflicts are like cracks; as they accumulate, the relationship between the two people will slowly break down.
She pinched her thigh, trying to force herself to cry, then questioned Zhou Zechuan in a harsh tone, "Are you complaining that I spend too much money, so you're hiding money from me? You weren't like this before, you never hid anything from me before..."
“When I go shopping with Xiaoyu now, I can’t even afford a bottle of mineral water when I’m thirsty, but I buy you the most expensive and best clothes. I know you don’t have money, and I’m already very frugal every day, but I never expected you to be so wary of me. Am I some kind of outsider in this family? You’ve gone too far!”
Jiang Zhiyi complained unreasonably for a long time, but unfortunately, her tears never fell; she really didn't want to cry.
She thought she should buy a bottle of eye drops in advance next time, so that it would be easier to move around.
After a moment of silence, she turned to see Zhou Zechuan's reaction.
The next second, she was pulled into someone's arms.
Tears fell drop by drop, but...
Those were his tears...
A tall man, over 1.8 meters tall, who could carry a sack with one hand, was lying on her body crying, looking so wronged.
cry? ! !
She didn't even cry, but he cried like that?
"I'm sorry, honey... I didn't mean to hide it from you. I know you've been suffering these days. I was afraid you'd spend all the money and we'd go hungry, so I kept it from you for a while. I didn't want to hide it from you..." Zhou Zechuan hurriedly explained.
He was also having a hard time during this period. He didn't want to hide it from her, but his male pride prevented him from telling her the truth.
He continued talking about his problems, his attitude earnest and pitiful, "It's all my fault, I'm sorry..."
Jiang Zhiyi: "I...you..."
When it's late at night and everyone is quiet.
Jiang Zhiyi lay in bed questioning her life; she had just spent half an hour coaxing Zhou Zechuan to calm him down.
Everyone else has fallen asleep peacefully, but she can't sleep anymore.
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