The thought of looking at Amy with pity and sympathy when she came back later made Qiao Nansheng feel a little guilty.
She glared fiercely at the man.
It's all his fault!
Zhou Cheng noticed it, but didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all. He even smiled at her and said, "Isn't it good to get used to it in advance?"
What a load of rubbish!
"I didn't even intend to create this character setting, okay?" she said irritably.
Qiao Nansheng had planned to go for a cool and aloof mature woman image, but who knew Zhou Cheng would turn her into a pitiful little white flower who works hard outside to support her family and has a tragic background.
I'm so angry.
“That’s alright, we can explain to Amy when she gets back.” Zhou Cheng said slowly, “Anyway, Jin Qi and she are close and often joke around.”
"..." Is this really okay?!
She rolled her eyes, too lazy to say anything, and focused on eating.
Actually, Zhou Cheng had already eaten and wasn't hungry, but seeing how much she enjoyed her food, his appetite suddenly improved, so he ate some too.
So halfway through the meal, Qiao Nansheng realized that he had stopped eating.
Her face fell: "Aren't you hungry?"
"I don't have a good appetite," he said.
Qiao Nansheng sneered: "You weren't hungry at all, you ate lunch."
Zhou Cheng wasn't embarrassed at all when she exposed his lie. He just smiled and looked at her, saying, "So what if it is?"
"..." Okay, there's really nothing she can do.
Looking back now, I realize that when I told Amy what I was saying, I probably ordered takeout again as soon as I left.
She glared at the man, then silently buried her head and continued eating.
Zhou Chengzei liked the way she glared at him. When good-looking people glare, it doesn't make them look fierce; in fact, it can even be kind of cute.
It's also possible that beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
He rested his chin on his hand as he watched her, her mouth bulging with food, her cheeks twitching a few times. Her earnest expression as she ate was so adorable that he couldn't resist reaching out and pinching her cheek.
I casually asked, "When are you going back?"
"Wan Sang," she mumbled, tilting her head back as if trying to avoid his hand, with Zhou Cheng following closely behind.
Qiao Nansheng quickly chewed and swallowed the food in her mouth. "Don't pinch my cheeks, take your hands away," she said with a stern face, clearly displeased.
Zhou Cheng wouldn't listen.
"Zhou Cheng!!" she called his name, raising her voice.
The man remained unmoved, pinching her until her face turned bright red before finally stopping.
"You've gone too far." Her face was slightly sore from his pinching.
That jerk hit hard enough; doesn't he have any self-awareness?
"I'm sorry," Zhou Cheng apologized, looking at her flushed face, then laughed, "But it felt good to pinch her."
"..." Qiao Nansheng didn't say anything, just kept eating the dishes one after another, staring at him with wide eyes.
"Don't look at me like that," Zhou Cheng said, a teasing smile playing on his lips. "I'm afraid I might not be able to resist kissing you right here."
"!"
Qiao Nansheng quickly lowered her head and stopped looking at him.
Zhou Cheng sighed with regret: "I've never tried kissing you in public. I really want to know what it feels like. I should have known better than to say that."
She looked up at the ceiling, pretending not to hear what he said.
Ten minutes later, Qiao Nansheng finally finished eating, and there was still a lot of takeout food left.
They originally ordered a portion for two people, as both she and Amy were starving. But then Zhou Cheng arrived, sent Amy away, and lied to her, saying she hadn't eaten and only ate a few bites before stopping, leaving a huge pile of food uneaten.
That's a waste of money.
Qiao Nansheng, the little money-grubber, felt sorry for him and glared at him reproachfully.
The latter reached out and patted her head, "I'll transfer the money to you later, along with this month's living expenses."
Qiao Nansheng's face, which had been complaining just a second ago, now broke into a joyful smile. "Really? Why don't we earn it now? What if we forget about it when we get back?"
She took out her phone, opened the payment QR code, and handed the phone to him. "Here, five million. You don't need to pay for the takeout. Just round it down."
"..." Zhou Cheng looked at the greedy woman in front of him and his lips twitched. "Go back and wander around some more."
"Why do we have to go back? Can't we go now?" she asked, frowning.
Zhou Cheng sighed, looking quite helpless. "I forgot to change my phone before I left home. This WeChat account doesn't have a linked bank card, so I can't transfer the money."
Qiao Nansheng was shocked: "You have two phones?"
"Isn't this normal?" he retorted. "Who doesn't use two cell phones these days?"
"..." She was silent for a moment, then weakly raised her hand, "I don't have one. Brother, big brother, your little wife also needs a new phone."
To be honest, her phone seems to be a model from two years ago. It's incredibly laggy, and when she's playing games, it often freezes and stops working. Sometimes it's the network that's lagging, but most of the time it's the phone itself that's lagging.
Zhou Cheng frowned at the word "brother." He stared at Qiao Nansheng for a while and suggested, "Why not call me husband instead of brother?"
Qiao Nansheng said without hesitation, "Honey! Buy it for me!"
When it comes to money, one can completely disregard principles.
Zhou Cheng felt relieved and nodded: "Okay, I'll buy it."
"Yay!" Qiao Nansheng exclaimed happily, giving him a beaming smile. "I love you so much, mwah!"
She got a new phone just because I called her "husband." That's the advantage of being a rich man's wife.
That was awesome.
If she calls him "husband" a few more times, Zhou Cheng will feel more comfortable. Could she then bring up the matter of wanting an apartment for herself?
However, despite her thoughts, Qiao Nansheng did not actually intend to do so. The difference between a house and a cell phone was significant, and even if she took it, she would have to return it during their divorce.
She doesn't want any so-called marital property.
Only by leaving this man with nothing can she completely sever ties with the Zhou family.
But when she thought of what Xiao Ai had said—that if she insisted on divorcing Zhou Cheng, Zhou Cheng would turn to the dark side—Qiao Nansheng hesitated a little.
Honestly, she didn't want Zhou Cheng to turn to the dark side. His current facade didn't frighten her, but once his true nature was revealed, she would be wary. And if he truly turned evil…
For some reason, she had a premonition that Zhou Cheng would lock her up in a dark room and make her suffer.
Just imagining that scene sent a chill down Qiao Nansheng's spine. It was terrifying, absolutely terrifying. She had to appease Zhou Cheng first and win his complete love before bringing up the topic of divorce.
Even if they get angry, they probably won't turn evil.
[No, Jojo, you're oversimplifying things.]
—Didn't you tell me yourself that I could file for divorce if I got Zhou Cheng's complete love for me?
[Hey sis, I said I wouldn't go back to those CEO romance novels. What kind of weird memory is this? Do you need me to help you recall it?]
—Really? That's what you said?
"Otherwise?" Xiao Ai asked irritably.
--oh.
Qiao Nansheng wore a thoughtful expression.
Lost in thought, she didn't notice when Zhou Cheng moved closer to her.
At the same time, he also reached out one hand.
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