Su Ying bit her lip, glaring at him defiantly. Was he threatening her?
He was so petty. Once he bought her something, it was hers—how could he take it back?
She couldn’t go without pretty dresses, she couldn’t go without meat, and her beautiful face needed care—she couldn’t go without snowflake cream.
Just thinking about losing all this made her heart ache.
No way!
She could do without a boyfriend, but the good stuff had to stay hers!
She bit her lower lip stubbornly, leaving cute white teeth marks on it. Suddenly, her eyes lit up as she looked at her floral-patterned dress.
She didn’t have to be the one to break up—he could do it.
If he couldn’t stand her anymore and dumped her, surely he couldn’t withhold her things anymore, right?
Su Ying lifted her little head proudly. She was so clever, coming up with a solution so quickly.
If she just endured a little longer, all these good things would still be hers.
And when the time came, she could even turn the tables and demand compensation for her lost youth and beauty.
Her fingers crept over until they grasped his rough, large hand. Softly and sweetly, she said, “A-Ye, I won’t break up with you.”
“I like you the most!”
“I love you so much!”
Seeing the man’s face still dark, she pulled out her ultimate move. Her small body pressed against his chest, which was full of hard muscles.
Her slender waist pressed against his body, wriggling twice, and a soft, gentle kiss landed at the corner of his lips. “A-Ye, dreams are the opposite of reality.”
“It took me so much effort to win you over—I’d never break up with you.”
“You treat me so well, and I’m not stupid.”
The milky scent from the woman’s body kept drifting into his nose, and her soft, pliant body was as enticing as cotton.
He figured she didn’t have the guts to dump him anyway.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down as his large hand pinched her perky buttocks, his tone arrogant. “I’ll let it slide this time, but don’t even dream about it next time.”
The man’s grip was strong, and Su Ying winced in pain.
You brute—one day, I’ll kick you to the curb!
She got up and turned her back to the man to change her clothes.
The woman’s fair, delicate skin glowed translucent under the sunlight. Her dark, slightly curly hair cascaded down her back, and through the gaps, glimpses of snow-white, rounded curves could be seen, marked with pink teeth marks and fingerprints.
The pink tips stood erect, and just looking at them, one could almost smell the rich milky fragrance.
Zhou Kuangye curled his legs, his eyes darkening slightly as he suddenly realized how much he had nurtured her.
He remembered the first time—it was barely the size of his palm, but now it couldn’t even fit in one hand.
Her snow-white skin was no longer skin and bones but tender and dewy.
Truly dewy—yesterday, it almost drowned him…
“A-Ye, get up already!”
“A-Ye, what are you spacing out for?”
The woman’s delicate little face loomed closer. Zhou Kuangye coughed lightly to cover up his distraction. “You go out first. I’ll be ready in a moment.”
The man was acting strange, but Su Ying didn’t pay it much mind. However… “It’s a holiday today, and I want to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things!”
She stood with her hands on her hips, looking utterly entitled. Zhou Kuangye didn’t bring up that they had just gone two days ago. His gaze fell on the adorable dimple at the corner of her mouth. “Alright, we’ll go in a bit.”
Su Ying only left the room contentedly after hearing his affirmative answer.
As soon as she stepped outside, her expression changed instantly. She crossed her arms, a smirk curling at one corner of her mouth, her big eyes filled with calculation.
No man liked his woman spending money recklessly.
Yesterday, while joining in the gossip at the village entrance, she overheard the aunties saying that the Li couple from the east end of the village had gotten into yet another argument.
Just because the little wife bought herself a new set of clothes, the husband got upset, hit his wife, and even caused her to lose the baby in her womb.
As you can imagine, the consequences of reckless spending are severe.
Zhou Kuangye wouldn’t hit a woman, but if he couldn’t stand it anymore, he would definitely dump her, and her plan would succeed.
She thought confidently.
On her rare day off, the supply and marketing cooperative was bustling with people, noisy and crowded, shoulder to shoulder, making it almost impossible to move.
Only in the skincare section did a spoiled voice briefly quiet the crowd.
“This one, this one, and that one over there—I want them all!”
Su Ying stood in front of the skincare counter, waving her hand grandly, ordering one of every skincare product available.
The young girl before them wore a pink floral blouse and a white skirt, which couldn’t hide her enviable curves.
Her peach blossom eyes were clear and bright, with two shallow dimples that were both cute and charming. Her skin was uniquely fair, making the entire counter seem brighter.
She was clearly a city girl, with skin so tender it seemed to glow.
The salesperson quickly gathered the items she wanted, wearing a flattering smile. “You have excellent taste, comrade. These are all newly arrived, just like the ones in big cities.”
Six or seven bottles and jars were lined up on the glass counter. The women around Su Ying gasped, “How much will that cost?”
“Comrade, even if you have money, you shouldn’t spend it like this.”
“Exactly, buying all this won’t be used up in a year—it’s such a waste.”
Listening to the criticism and doubts, Su Ying felt a sense of pride.
She wanted to buy these useless things, to be wasteful, to make Zhou Kuangye dislike her and dump her.
These items alone cost ten yuan, equivalent to one-third of an ordinary worker’s salary. Zhou Kuangye would surely refuse.
As she was thinking this, Zhou Kuangye frowned, pushing through the noisy crowd of women to stand beside Su Ying. Seeing what she wanted, his frown deepened.
If he remembered correctly, he had just bought her snowflake cream a few days ago, and she had only just started using it—it couldn’t possibly be finished yet.
Accustomed to frugality from his time in the military, he said without hesitation, “We’re not buying.”
Su Ying raised her eyebrows slightly, then put on an insistent act. “I want them! I’ll use them not just on my face but all over my body. If you don’t buy them for me, you’re just being stingy.”
She stomped her foot petulantly and said haughtily, “I want them, I do! You’re my boyfriend, so you have to buy them for me!”
Pouting with dissatisfaction, she secretly observed his reaction.
The surrounding crowd finally understood—this girl wasn’t spending her own money but relying on a man.
Zhou Kuangye was tall, nearly six feet three, with broad shoulders and a sturdy back, standing as straight as a pine tree. His features were deep and sharp, with sword-like eyebrows slanting toward his temples, a high nose bridge, and thin lips with well-defined edges.
His wheat-colored skin wasn’t rough, and his neat, short haircut gave him a rugged, wild handsomeness—elegant yet cold, with an innate sharpness.
Some of the women blushed at the sight of him. A man like this could find any woman he wanted, yet this girl was being so unreasonable, not knowing how to appreciate him at all.
Someone stepped forward and said, “Comrade, if you keep acting like this, you’ll lose your boyfriend sooner or later.”
“You have no idea how to manage a household. Being pretty is useless if you’re this wasteful!”
“Who would dare take someone like her? She’s nothing but trouble!”
“Comrade, I think you should find another girlfriend. With your looks, you could have anyone you want!”
Zhou Kuangye couldn’t understand what she was thinking. There were clearly still some at home, and although she used to love spending money, she had never been this wasteful before—in fact, she had even been a bit stingy.
If he spent money on unnecessary things, she would get angry and argue with him as if he had spent her own money.