After being reminded by Pei Yang, Shen Mingzhu remembered this incident and seemed to understand why the man was so excited.

"Is Shuhuan's electronics factory making money?"

"Um!"

Shen Mingzhu also became curious, "How much did you earn?"

"I'm telling you this in secret, I won't tell them (the readers)."

As he spoke, Pei Yang leaned close to her ear and said a number.

…

"Mom, hurry up."

“Here it comes!”

Hearing her son's urging, Pei Wenping responded while picking up her bag and hurried out of the room.

"I didn't bring my scarf. It's cold outside."

Hearing Chen Yi's reminder, Pei Wenping looked down at her empty chest and turned back to her room to get it, but Chen Yi held her back, and like a magic trick, hung a scarf around her neck and considerately helped her tidy it up.

"I can do it myself."

Pei Wenping refused instinctively, but Chen Yi refused to let go and insisted on helping her put the scarf on and tie a knot.

In front of the two children, Pei Wenping resisted the urge to take action.

The couple never revealed their divorce in front of their children.

Chen Yi also took advantage of this and after returning to Fengcheng, he shamelessly moved in with his child.

The children sleep in the second bedroom, which has two single beds with a curtain in the middle, so they each have some privacy.

Chen Yi slept on the floor in the master bedroom.

"alright."

Pei Wenping rolled her eyes at him rudely, put on her bag and took the two children out.

Chen Yi walked behind the mother and her two children, with a happy face.

When I went out, I met a lot of people from the family compound.

In front of the family of four, they greeted each other with a smile, and then turned around and gossiped about whether the couple had remarried or not.

…

After dinner, while Ma Sufen and her husband were talking to Zhou Shuhuan, Shen Baolan went into the bedroom, closed the door, and started rummaging through Zhou Shuhuan's luggage.

She needed to know how much money Zhou Shuheng earned.

After searching through several bags, Mao was nowhere to be found. The only thing left was a black leather suitcase.

In this era, trolley suitcases are still rare and it is rare to even see one. Shen Baolan studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure out how to open it.

While I was circling around the suitcase, Zhou Shuhuan came in.

"Baolan, what are you doing?"

Looking at the messy luggage she had turned into, Shen Baolan smiled awkwardly, "Well, I have to do laundry this afternoon, and I wanted to see if you have any dirty clothes, so we can wash them together."

Zhou Shuhuan did not expose her. He took out the key, opened the suitcase, and took out a square leather bag from it.

When the briefcase was opened, Shen Baolan's breathing quickened as she saw several colorful stacks of old people's heads.

Zhou Shuhuan handed her a stack of money and said, "Take this money. We agreed before that if I succeed one day, I will definitely return it to you double."

This stack is worth 10,000 yuan, which is twenty times what Shen Baolan gave him.

Zhou Shuhuan believed that he had fulfilled his promise to Shen Baolan.

But what Shen Baolan wanted was to be a rich wife and live a good life.

Shen Baolan happily covered her mouth to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

Zhou Shuhuan took the remaining money and prepared to go out and give it to his parents.

Shen Baolan hurriedly pulled him back, "Shuhuan, tell me the truth, how much money did you make outside?"

Zhou Shuhuan did not answer this question, but just said: "Pack up and go to Brother Yang's house to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow."

Shen Baolan nodded hurriedly.

It was time to go to Shen Mingzhu's house and let Shen Mingzhu know that her man had become rich! Over the years, she had been suppressed by Shen Mingzhu to the point of almost being unable to breathe. It was time for her to be proud and let Shen Mingzhu envy her!

The next day, Shen Baolan got up before dawn and dressed herself up from head to toe. She even went to the barber shop to get a trendy hairstyle. Then she followed Zhou Shuhuan to Pei's house in a high-spirited manner.

…

Although she didn't like Shen Baolan, Shen Mingzhu still enthusiastically served her hot tea and fruit snacks for the sake of Zhou Shuhuan, the "rich man".

Because she was at home, Shen Mingzhu was dressed casually, wearing a pea green knitted sweater and a plaid straight skirt. Her black hair was casually tied behind her head with a silk scarf. Her bare face did not ruin her appearance at all.

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Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, coupled with her skin as white and moist as cream, are as beautiful as a painting of a lady.

In comparison, Shen Baolan's elaborate attire seemed overdone and vulgar.

Although they are about the same age, Shen Mingzhu looks like a girl in her early twenties, while Shen Baolan looks like a woman in her thirties.

Shen Baolan felt sad and couldn't help but poke Shen Mingzhu in the heart: "I heard that your house was robbed a few days ago, and a lot of things were stolen, right?"

Good looks can't be eaten. After losing so much money, you must be so upset that you can't eat.

Shen Mingzhu replied calmly, "Yes, I suffered some losses, but money is something that comes in and goes out."

Look, aren't you just here to give me money?

Unfortunately, Shen Baolan did not understand the hidden meaning of Shen Mingzhu's words. She thought Shen Mingzhu was just showing off and felt gloating in her heart. However, she did not notice that her man was frequently distracted.

Zhou Shuhuan also didn't want to visit Shen Mingzhu all the time, as it was not good.

But Shen Mingzhu was sitting next to Pei Yang, and when he was talking to Pei Yang, his peripheral vision would always glance at Shen Mingzhu.

After so many years, she is still as young and beautiful, even more noble and elegant.

Shen Mingzhu's refinement and excellence constantly reminded him of his stupidity and short-sightedness in the past, and he felt indescribably lost and depressed.

"Shuhuan, it's rare for you to come back. How long do you plan to stay this time?"

Hearing Pei Yang's question, Zhou Shuhuan tried hard not to look at Shen Mingzhu, "We will leave after the third day of the Chinese New Year. The orders are urgent, and the factory must start work early."

Shen Baolan said to Shen Mingzhu with a hint of boasting, "You may not know this yet, but my family's Shuhuan opened an electronics factory that makes learning machines and game consoles that are now sold on the market. Business is booming, and the money earned from selling one machine is equivalent to what you can earn from selling hundreds of kilograms of spicy noodles and dried tofu."

"That's nice."

Shen Mingzhu's praise was sincere.

They also own a 20% stake in the electronics factory, so for every dollar Zhou Shuhuan earns, she gets 20 cents.

Shen Baolan didn't know this at the time, and took Shen Mingzhu's compliments as envy and jealousy, so she worked even harder to brag about how capable Zhou Shuhuan was and how high the profits of the electronics factory were. She spoke so much that only her voice could be heard in the whole house. Even Fugui tilted his head with an expression of confusion and awe.

Shen Mingzhu listened patiently, and poured tea and water for Shen Baolan from time to time.

For some reason, Zhou Shuhuan didn't stop it.

In other words, he wanted to use Shen Baolan's mouth to let Shen Mingzhu see his abilities and instincts, and wanted Shen Mingzhu to know that he was no worse than Pei Yang.

Although, this is of no use.

Finally, Shen Baolan said she was tired, and Zhou Shuhuan spoke up: "Brother Yang, should I transfer your share of the money directly to your account, or how else should I give it to you?"

He could obviously give the money directly to Pei Yang, but he deliberately did it in front of Shen Mingzhu.

Shen Baolan, who didn't know what was going on, was confused and asked, "What money?" (End of this chapter)