Pei Tang wrinkled his face, which was whiter than a bun, and said, "Dad, you are so useless. You can't even coax people."
After getting Shen Mingzhu's promise last night that she would not divorce him, Pei Tang could now take his parents' quarrel calmly.
Pei Yang pinched his daughter's face, showing no sign of anger, "Then you should help me."
Pei Tang rolled his round eyes and thought for a while, then said, "First, you have to apologize to your mother, and then buy her a lot of delicious food."
She is the only greedy person in the family. She buys delicious food but ends up eating it all herself.
Pei Tang had a big plan in mind, and Pei Yang could see it.
"As long as you help me appease my mother, I will buy you whatever you want."
Pei Ziheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you sure?"
Faced with his son's doubts, Pei Yang had to add with a heart attack: "It's within my ability."
Pei Ziheng said: "Mom likes ponies."
"Horses? Our house is already crowded enough, where can we keep more horses? In your house?"
Pei Yang's reaction made Pei Ziheng very disgusted, although he once thought that a pony referred to a live horse that could be ridden.
…
In the tea restaurant, Zhong Qing held her chin with one hand and looked at Shen Mingzhu, who was obviously in a bad mood, with a smile.
"So, you knew in your heart that you were being unreasonable, but you did it anyway?"
Shen Mingzhu nodded honestly, looking distressed and depressed, "It only takes one sentence to resolve the stalemate, but I just can't say it."
Zhong Qing picked up the kettle and refilled her water. Her voice was even softer and more pleasant than the tea falling into the cup. "When people get along with each other, if they are always in a strong position and have been elevated for too long, they will forget how to bow their heads, or they will be unwilling to do so. This is commonly known as being unable to bring themselves to do so, just like you are now."
After saying this, the tea was just poured out.
Shen Mingzhu looked at the light golden tea surface in silence.
Zhong Qing continued, "A cold war between husband and wife is a game. It's possible that one party will win, or it's possible that both parties will lose, allowing others to take advantage of the situation."
"But the one who bows first is definitely the one who loves more. Bowing may seem easy, but it means giving up pride and self-esteem. A smoker can never smell the smoke on himself, and a person who is loved does not know how hard the person who loves her works."
Shen Mingzhu was sobered up by her friend's words, but also felt ashamed.
In their eight years of marriage, frictions and conflicts between her and Pei Yang were inevitable, but it was always Pei Yang who gave in first, and she was accustomed to it and took it for granted.
"Okay, don't think about the unhappy things, eat, and I'll take you somewhere after eating."
Shen Mingzhu came back to her senses sadly, "Where are you going?"
"Watching a show."
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After eating and drinking, Shen Mingzhu drove and followed Zhong Qing to a membership-based private club.
The club is holding an art exhibition today. From the entrance to the lobby, paintings are hung every five or six meters.
Some elegantly dressed men and women stood in front of the paintings in groups of three or five, chatting and laughing with each other.
"The paintings here are all new works by contemporary masters. If there's anything you like, just tell me and I'll give it to you."
Shen Mingzhu has no interest in painting, but wants to buy one for her daughter as a New Year's gift.
"No, I have money, I can buy it myself."
Zhong Qing was amused by her tone, "Mr. Shen is no longer the same as he was before."
"That's not good. I can't keep holding you back and let people criticize you for being short-sighted and being sisters with poor people, right?"
Zhong Qing found it very funny and then motioned for her to look somewhere.
"What a coincidence, isn't that SuSu? Let's go over and say hello."
Shen Mingzhu was surprised and pulled Zhong Qing forward, but was stopped by Zhong Qing, "Don't go over yet, or you'll ruin Susu's blind date."
Looking at the man next to Yan Su, and then at the groups of men and women around her, Shen Mingzhu suddenly had an idea.
Under the guise of appreciating paintings, they actually went on a date.
Tsk, the upper class is different, even the blind date parties are so high-end.
After leaving the club, Shen Mingzhu did not return to the food factory to work, but drove aimlessly on the streets.
The craftsmen walking the streets, the vendors on the roadside, the sanitation workers cleaning in the severe cold, the people rushing around, everyone is trying their best to make a few coins.
Her affectation and pride were nothing but whining in front of these people.
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Return home in the evening.
When I pushed open the bedroom door, I saw a bunch of bright and warm yellow roses on the dressing table.
She hung up her bag and coat, walked over to the flowers, and picked up the card from among them.
My dear wife: We may quarrel, but that is different from my love for you and it doesn’t affect my love for you at all.
There is a New Year's gift on the table. I give it to you in advance to make my wife smile.
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Shen Mingzhu lifted the lid of the paper box and was a little surprised to see the platinum bag inside.
It’s not the brand that’s unexpected, but the color of the bag.
Mint green, this was the birthday present she wanted to give herself when she was 25 in her previous life.
"Wife."
Pei Yang had walked behind her without her noticing, and gently wrapped his arms around her waist, "Don't be angry anymore, okay? I know I was wrong, and I've arranged for Xiao Dai to work in another company."
Shen Mingzhu shook the bag in her hand and asked, "Where did you get it from?"
"Of course I bought it."
Shen Mingzhu snorted: "Can I buy this bag if I want to?"
Not to mention that this brand has not yet entered the domestic market, the ordering conditions for this limited edition are very strict, and ordinary people cannot buy it even if they pay.
"You didn't make a fake to fool me, did you?"
"How could it be fake? I spent two hundred thousand!"
Shen Mingzhu was also surprised, "Two hundred thousand? Where did you get the money?"
Usually, the couple's money was given to Shen Mingzhu for safekeeping. Although Pei Yang had some private money, it was definitely not 200,000 yuan.
"I borrowed it from Chen Yi and my uncle."
Shen Mingzhu wanted to hit him with her bag, but was afraid of breaking the bag, so she simply kicked him instead.
"Borrowing two hundred thousand just to buy a bag? You are really capable!"
Pei Yang was kicked, but his face was full of joy, and he said confidently: "Isn't this just to make you happy?"
"Happy? You want to send me away?"
Spending two hundred thousand on a bag, her blood pressure is about to go up.
Pei Yang patted her back to calm her down, and said, "Money is something outside of your body. You can earn it back if you lose it. As long as you are happy, that's all."
Shen Mingzhu rolled her eyes at him, turned around and took her original Hermès bag, and compared the two bags carefully. She was relieved when she found no difference in the craftsmanship and accessories.
Shen Mingzhu looked at herself in the mirror with the bag and decided to keep it.
Although spending two hundred thousand to buy a bag is too extravagant for her current financial situation, the platinum bag is no different from other accessories. It has great potential for appreciation and collection value.
Just think of it as an investment.
"Wife, you can't be angry now that I've collected the bag. Can I go back to my room and sleep tonight?"
Looking at the man's flattering face, Shen Mingzhu sneered: "Did I ever tell you to sleep in the guest room?"
"I couldn't help wanting to hug you when I was lying next to you, but I was afraid of waking you up or making you angry, so I could only sleep in the guest room."
This explanation satisfied Shen Mingzhu.
She looked at the man and said, "I have something to discuss with you." (End of this chapter)