Shen Nanzhi did not go to unpack the refrigerator.
Under everyone’s stunned gazes, she left in a dull mood and returned to her room.
Sitting by the table, her hand brushed against the bag on its surface. Everything that had happened today flashed through her mind.
On the surface, it all seemed to revolve around Jiang Feng.
But in reality—she was the biggest problem.
Everyone believed that the wedding two days ago was her way of retaliating against Jiang Feng for not returning in time.
But she couldn’t drag Lu Xiangyang down with her.
Shen Nanzhi took a deep breath and walked out of the room again.
In the courtyard, the refrigerator had already been unpacked.
It was small and square, fully functional, elegant and impressive.
It drew envious glances from everyone.
A few housemaids gathered nearby, whispering among themselves.
“Factory Director Lu has been here over a year and never bought a refrigerator. Shen Nanzhi moved in only two days ago and he already bought one.”
“Of course he’s spoiling her.”
“What’s the use of spoiling? Factory Director Lu doesn’t even have much money. I heard yesterday he even borrowed 1,000 yuan from my employer.”
Shen Nanzhi stepped out of the room just in time to hear this sentence.
Her body stiffened, freezing in place.
Lu Xiangyang had no money—but he could have asked her.
That passbook originally belonged to him.
She was curious why he would rather lose face and borrow money than take it from her.
She noticed she was standing behind a tree, perfectly hidden. The maids hadn’t noticed her, so she stayed still and listened.
“He really went all out for this relationship.”
“How could he not? His legs are disabled, he can’t… perform, and the Lu family has already abandoned him. Even though he’s a factory director now, no decent girl would marry him. Shen Nanzhi is an orphan raised well by the Jiang family. Of course he wouldn’t let her go.”
“If she really marries him, her life is doomed. I heard my employer say the higher-ups are considering removing him from the food factory—saying he’s not capable of the job at all.”
“He’s in a wheelchair, can’t even go out without help. What can he possibly manage? If it weren’t for his family background, he’d be nothing—even worse than a beggar.”
Shen Nanzhi couldn’t listen any longer and strode forward angrily.
“You’re the ones worse than beggars!”
“Even if Xiangyang loses his job, I can support him for life!”
“Just wait—I will cure his legs!”
The housemaids were shocked, stunned speechless.
Others nearby also noticed the commotion and came over.
Even Jiang Feng, who had been hiding inside, rushed out.
He would never miss a chance to see Lu Xiangyang embarrassed—and he also couldn’t stand Shen Nanzhi defending any man other than him.
“Breeze, don’t be naïve. Lu Xiangyang’s legs can’t be cured. Otherwise the Lu family wouldn’t have given up on him.”
He stepped forward, trying to grab her hand, but she shook him off.
“I don’t know whether the Lu family gave up on him—but I will never give up on him.”
Shen Nanzhi walked straight toward Lu Xiangyang.
She crouched in front of his wheelchair, meeting his eyes seriously.
“Xiangyang, trust me. I will definitely cure your legs.”
Reborn with a system-backed marketplace, her original goal had only been to make money.
But now, she didn’t just want money—she wanted to go to university and become a doctor.
In her past life, she once wanted to be a nurse to take care of the Jiang family’s grandfather.
But after rebirth, that thought was gone.
Otherwise, she would have already gone to nursing school and taken back her rightful place.
As for Su Mian—letting her go?
Dream on.
She would just let her jump around a little longer. Once things here were settled, she would settle accounts with her.
Lu Xiangyang looked at her and saw sincerity in her face.
Thinking of her sleep-talking last night about acupuncture, he smiled slightly and nodded.
“I believe you.”
Shen Nanzhi immediately smiled brightly.
“Let’s go back inside.”
She stood up abruptly, moved behind the wheelchair, and pushed him back into the house. Before leaving, she said to Wang Dashan:
“Assistant Wang, please bring the refrigerator inside. I’ll make cold drinks later.”
Hearing about food, everyone immediately shifted their attention to last night’s cake.
Jiang Feng, ignored for so long, was both jealous and furious.
“Breeze, I’ll give you one last chance. Marry me tomorrow morning and I’ll forgive you.”
Shen Nanzhi stopped and looked back at him.
“Jiang Feng, are you deaf or stupid? I’ve said it many times—I would rather die than marry you.”
With that, she pushed Lu Xiangyang back into the room.
The door closed.
Her expression immediately turned cold.
Lu Xiangyang noticed the change in her face and his smile faded slightly.
He had been happy seeing her defend him, but he didn’t expect the warmth to disappear so quickly.
As soon as they entered the room, Shen Nanzhi’s expression shifted completely.
After a moment’s hesitation, Lu Xiangyang decided to explain.
But before he could speak, Shen Nanzhi shot him a sharp glare.
“You clearly have over ten thousand yuan with me. Why didn’t you take it from me and instead went to borrow money?”
Lu Xiangyang looked confused.
“Borrow money?” he frowned. “I didn’t borrow any money.”
“A maid from the neighboring compound said you borrowed 1,000 yuan from Director Wu yesterday.”
Shen Nanzhi said this while pulling a stack of cash from her bag and handing it to him.
“1,200 yuan. Take it. Repay the debt, keep 200 for yourself. If it’s not enough, tell me. I can earn dozens of yuan a day.”
Seeing that he didn’t take it, she frowned.
“Not enough? Owe more people? How much do you need?”
Lu Xiangyang shook his head and pushed the money back.
“I don’t lack money, and I didn’t borrow from anyone. Six months ago, Director Wu’s mother needed surgery and I lent him money. Last month, after she passed away, he returned it with his salary.”
“Really?” Shen Nanzhi was still doubtful. “Then why isn’t that money in your passbook?”
“My passbook only records my salary. I have other income.”
Hearing this, instead of relief, Shen Nanzhi widened her eyes in alarm.
“Are you embezzling funds? Taking kickbacks?”
As a factory director, there were many ways to earn extra money illegally.
Lu Xiangyang looked at her anxious, flushed face and felt warmth in his heart.
Thinking of what she said in the courtyard earlier, he suddenly felt like teasing her.
“Scared? Regretting getting involved with me?”
His lips curled slightly, eyes carrying a hint of provocation.
“Before your marriage approval is finalized, you can still leave. That way, you won’t be dragged down.”
Shen Nanzhi glared at him, then crouched down and gently massaged his legs.
“I’m not leaving. We held a wedding. I accepted the betrothal gifts. I’m your wife.”
Her tone was firm, without hesitation.
Her small hands moved clumsily but carefully over his legs.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Thinking of what she overheard in the courtyard—that he might be transferred—Shen Nanzhi looked up at him.
“Xiangyang, even if we don’t have money, we can’t do anything illegal. Return whatever red envelopes you received. Tomorrow I’ll ask Zhou Wenxuan if I can borrow 1,000–2,000 yuan to cover things first.”